"We're the good guys, Ms. Foster," he tells her, and turns to walk away. Jane is blocking his path, blooming with fury.

"So are we! We're on the verge of understanding something extraordinary!", she protests, brandishing a notebook like a shield and a weapon in one. "Everything I know about this phenomenon is in this lab and in this book, and no one has the right to take it from me."

He gestures to Agent Mikkelson, who neatly plucks the notebook from Porter's hands and adds it to his pile, leaving the scientist apparently too stunned to argue.

He offers her a thin dry smile, specifically designed to contain no humour and no personality. "Thank you for your cooperation."