The door of the truck opening yanked Xavier out of his daze.
"I'm sorry to have brought you here like this," said the doctor, "believe me when I say I meant you no ill will. I need your help with something private. If I did not take you from that hospital they would have never let you out."
Xavier had never been one for fighting, but prepared for his first.
"Why would I believe you? You kidnapped me?" he shouted.