He slowly takes Ivan's hand and puts it on the table cut down and then quickly stabs the knife into it pinning it to the table blood began to pool around his hand.
"Alright, you like to prove your worth in blood? Time is ticking, and you still have one more question; why should I risk my reputation to let you into the SCRA?"
He leans over to a small intercom speaker
"Michael I need a medical team in here"
Michael: "Code A,B,or,C?"
"Code C"
Michael: "Alright, we will be there in 15 minutes."