Lucas stifled a gulp as the Riddler ordered his henchman to bring Lucas with him to the central room. He waited in tense silence on a vid-phone. Soon Dr. Wolenczak's face appeared on the screen.
"What the- who are you and what is the meaning of this? How did you get my personal number?!?"
"Dr. Wolenczak, I suggest you shut your mouth and listen if you want your son back- alive!"
"Excuse me? How dare you threaten me!"
"Bring him here!" Riddler's henchmenÑ who were wearing shirts that conveniently read "Riddler's Henchmen"Ñ shoved Lucas into the center of the room, and into the view of the vid-phone.
"Lucas? What have you done now?" His face was quickly turning beet red. "What have I told you about getting kidnapped?"
"I'm sorry, Dad."
"Dr. Wolenczak, I suggest you listen for once." He paused dramatically. "Either I get the formula, or your son gets it. Got it?"