Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
A gun is an interesting weapon it can be hired, of to adapt. There didn't seem to be any hurry. Once the deal was made, they left it up to him to make the decisions. They drove him around the town, course, and naturally doesn't care who hires it. Something Joe Prantera Prantera. a get." "We hadn't thought of the matter being handled in that manner." Joe eyed him in scorn. "Oh, you didn't, huh? What happens after I give it to this guy? I just sit around and wait for the cops to put the arm on me?" Brett-James grimaced in amusement. "Mr. Prantera, this will probably What happens if you gotta throw some guy in stir?" "If I understand your idiom correctly, you mean prison. There are no prisons in this era, Mr. Prantera." and collecting up all the bread?" Brett-James cleared his throat. "Mr. Prantera, there are no banks." Prantera began to sense an alienness—a "And no money to put in them. We found it a rather antiquated let's get down to facts. Summa the things you guys say don't stick together stood. For one thing, there should have been some kind of police guard. The other said, "Perhaps a bit of sat in the living room of the latter's apartment, sipping a sparkling wine which seemed to be the prevailing Wednesday night, eight o'clock, Al leaves the house all by hisself. O.K., so I can make plans, like, to give it clothes for you in the closet there." reasonably. "You gotta have a finger." Brett-James said, "Why not just go to Temple-Tracy's apartment and, ah, dispose of him?" "Jest walk in, eh? You think I'm Joe gingerly tried swinging his ... during what? He hadn't the vaguest idea of what had happened. He was dressed in a hospital-type "Heat?" much the same manner as the room's door had opened for Reston-Farrell. is attempting to recruit members to an organization he is forming. It would be quite simple for you to enter his establishment and dispose Joe Prantera scowled and said, largely potential followers. He weapons." Mr. Salviati-Prantera, that these are Joe was indignant. "Just like that, building? Where's my get car parked? Where do I hide out? Where do I dump the heat?" "Dump the heat?" eh?" he said sarcastically. "Then what some kind of pressure cooker and happens? How do I get out of the this was one of the fruitcakes. "See here, Mr. Prantera," Brett-James of him. I assure you, he does not possess flatly, "What's it all about?" to sink in. "You mean, like, no matter what they do? That's crazy. Everybody'd be running around giving The other put down the unaccepted room. We will be glad to explain to you if you will join us there." glass. "We were afraid first realization would be a shock to you," That took a long, unbelieving moment receives it." "You mean, like, if I steal a car or something, they just take me to a There was nothing else to do. Joe dressed, then followed him. In the adjoining room was a circular table that would have accommodated a dozen persons. Two were ever kill, Mr. Prantera." Prantera. He said very slowly, very met, was tall and drawn of face and with a chainsmoker's nervousness. The other was heavier and more "Well then, figure something else. You think I'm stupid?" "Mr. Prantera," Dr. Reston-Farrell dangerously, "You guys figure on me some kind of pressure cooker. But that didn't explain the view after you have accomplished your mission, we plan to turn ourselves Prantera, wouldn't it? The maternal over to the nearest institution of furniture, as though it had been molded to his order. Joe said, "I think maybe I'll take are allowed to mature." "Well if you got things so good, everybody's got it made, like, who'd of the question. "Mr. Prantera, Joe didn't allow himself to think of its means of delivery. He took up the drink and bolted it. He put the glass down and said carefully, "What's it all about, huh?" Warren Brett-James said soothingly, "Prepare yourself for somewhat of a shock, Mr. Prantera. You are no of thirteen. However, mental maturity and adjustment is often not fully Temple-Tracy is aware of this and finds his recruits among the young." "O.K., so this guy is dangerous. You want him knocked off before he screws everything up. But the way things are, there's no way of making a get. So you'll have to get some other patsy. Not me." "I am afraid you have no alternative," Joe Prantera looked from one of us, what will you do? Mr. Prantera, "Mr. Prantera, you are no longer in man in the street, Mr. Prantera. Only Mr. Prantera." their limitations as a means of communication." "You mean there's no place in the Joe Prantera had never been exposed to fit it, but that problem too had been solved. The others were nervous, obviously repelled by the very conception of what they had planned. Inwardly, Joe was amused. Now "You mean, like, I been asleep all that time?" out. He knew it wouldn't have taken much for them to cancel the Joe Prantera's mind suddenly reverted Reston-Farrell said, "Mr. Prantera, to perform a task for us." Joe stared at him, and then at the want me to do a job for you." "That is correct." Joe said, "You guys know the kind "He'll undoubtedly be intrigued." They pulled up before a large Joe Prantera came abruptly to Prantera?" Joe glared at him. Then sat down again, as abruptly as he'd arisen. "Let's start all over again. I got this straight, you brought me, some screwy way, all the way ... here. soft. "They are all dead, Mr. Prantera. Prantera's face, scowled and said Joe Prantera's mind whirled its confusion. Mr. Prantera. You were ... you are, a professional assassin." "Hey, wait a minute, now." say, about 1925 Old Calendar. What in the world are you doing with it?" line you're in these days you needa "Well, then do it yourself." Joe Prantera's irritation over this whole heavy around with wunna these. Otherwise, job. You need a good man knows how to handle wunna these, Chief." not in us, Mr. Prantera." of a fellow man." Joe snapped: "Everything you guys say sounds crazy. Let's start all over again." Brett-James said, "Let me do it, "Mr. Prantera, in your own era, did that." "Yes, like that," Brett-James nodded. The heavy-set man paused a moment. "Yes, like that," he repeated. produce an abundance for all with a minimum of toil. Overnight, for all practical purposes, the whole world was industrialized, automated. The found, Mr. Prantera, that it is "O.K., O.K.," Joe Prantera growled. "So everybody's got it made. What I wanta know is what's all this about "Mr. Prantera, have you ever heard of scene." "Now we're getting somewheres," Joe snorted. "So you got a guy what's Mr. Prantera, we have already told your present—" "Waita minute, now. You figure on Mr. Prantera. Time travel works but Joe Prantera had been rocking Joe Prantera on a job was thorough. Careful, painstaking, competent. He spent the first three days of his life in the year 2133 getting the feel

<question>:
What is Prantera referring to when he mentions a 'pressure cooker'?

<options>:
A a courtroom
B an interrogation room
C a mental asylum
D a set-up

<answer>:

C