"Yes sir," said the Judge, startled. She hadn’t realized they were under military rule. She scratched her head. "I’m outa my depth. I’m just a mechanic, not some Shaper psychotech." She looked sidelong at the President; he was adamant. "Lemme think...This should do it." She produced another vial, labeled in an impenetrable scrawl. "Convulsant. Five times as powerful as the nerves’ own firing signals." She drew up three cc’s. "We’d better tourniquet that arm. If this hits his bloodstream it’ll really rack him up." She looked guiltily at Lindsay. "This’ll hurt some. A lot."