Pry Them Open

James and Hugo sneered. They weren't amateurs. They had encountered all kinds of tough people as they fought side-by-side all those years ago. Even if the men's mouths were shut as tightly as clam shells, they could still pry them open. James picked up the can of gasoline on the side and weighed it. He found that there was still some left inside. Happily, he dumped it on the arsonists. He calmly threatened, "You only have three seconds to think about it. If you don't tell me, I'll light a fire." With a click, the lid of the lighter was opened, and a small cluster of flames blazed. Obviously, someone who was covered with gasoline wasn't going to gamble with their life. They shouted, "We'll talk! It was Howard Jules who sent us here. He said that as long as we set fire to this place, he would give us 200,000 dollars each. We were just following orders!" James and Hugo looked at each other. During this period of time, Tech Connex Pavilion had been in a precarious position because of its o