They were believing him. He put some color into his voice. "But they’re fascists. I prefer to serve a democratic government. Besides, they set an ‘antibiotic’ on my track—at least, I think it was them." He smiled and spread his hands innocently, twisting his arms in the loosened grips of his captors. "I haven’t lied to you, have I? I never claimed that I wasn’t a killer. Besides, think of the money I made for you."