Damon’s eyes opened. He saw the Director bending over him, defibrillator in hand.
“Why did you do it?”
The Director smiled. “You know the old saying; You can’t take it with you. When you die you are going to take it with you. We don’t want that, Damon. We’re going to see to it you live many more years, right here, in this home, along with your direct deposits.”