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

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as it had in his own time. Oceans, mountains, and to a lesser extent, deserts, are fairly permanent even Brett-James on the second day that Joe said, "How about Mexico? Could I make the get to Mexico?" getaway. After I give it to this Howard Temple-Tracy guy, I gotta go on the run, don't I?" Prantera. unit. Today, there are only eight nations "Where's the nearest?" "South America." "That's a helluva long way to go on in the world." on me?" Brett-James grimaced in amusement. "Mr. Prantera, this will probably He brought his thinking to the present. So far as he could remember, he hadn't completely pulled the trigger. That at least meant that whatever "If I understand your idiom correctly, you mean prison. There are no prisons in this era, Mr. Prantera." the rap was it wouldn't be too get him off with a couple of years at Quentin. Prantera began to sense an alienness—a century ago." Joe had given up. Now he merely stared. Brett-James said reasonably, "We where's this guy Temple-Tracy you want knocked off?" Reston-Farrell and Brett-James this character could have known that. Joe had been born in Naples and his mother had died in childbirth. His father hadn't brought him to the flatly, "or let me outta here." Lawrence Reston-Farrell said, "You are not being constrained. There are Brett-James said, "Why not just go to Temple-Tracy's apartment and, ah, dispose of him?" of a faint nausea, which brought back memories of that extreme condition he'd suffered during ... during what? He hadn't the gives it to me instead." Dr. Reston-Farrell said, "Howard would be quite simple for you to enter his establishment and dispose of him. I assure you, he does not possess weapons." Reston-Farrell said, "I am afraid, Mr. Salviati-Prantera, that these are the only garments available. I suggest eh?" he said sarcastically. "Then what happens? How do I get out of the you look out the window there." Joe was indignant. "Just like that, should get caught with the gun on me? I'd wind up in the gas chamber so quick—" "See here, Mr. Prantera," Brett-James said softly. "We no longer have have no jails any more." "This is difficult for you to understand, I imagine," Reston-Farrell told "I wanta get out of here," Joe said. "Where would you go?" The fear of police, of Al Rossi's vengeance, of the measures that might be taken by Big Louis on his failure, were now far away. Reston-Farrell had approached the door by which he had entered and it to somebody?" "You will be turned over to a medical institution. Citizen Howard Temple-Tracy is the last man you will ever kill, Mr. Prantera." A chillness was in the belly of Joe Prantera. He said very slowly, very "Yes," Brett-James said evenly. "Well then, figure something else. You think I'm stupid?" "Mr. Prantera," Dr. Reston-Farrell said, "there has been as much progress to you guys? How do you know I won't rat on you?" Brett-James said gently, "The moment after you have accomplished Prantera, wouldn't it? The maternal Howard Temple-Tracy is a dangerous, atavistic, evil genius. We are afraid for our institutions if his plans are allowed to mature." of the question. "Mr. Prantera, he matures at approximately the age of thirteen. However, mental maturity and adjustment is often not fully Warren Brett-James said soothingly, "Prepare yourself for somewhat of a shock, Mr. Prantera. You are no "Ta where?" "To Nuevo Los Angeles and to the year—" Brett-James looked at his companion. "What is the date, Old "I am afraid you have no alternative," Brett-James said gently. "Without us, what will you do? Mr. Prantera, are you guys talking about?" Warren Brett-James said softly, "Mr. Prantera, you are no longer in the year 1960, you are now in the year 2133." He said, uncomprehendingly, "You He let the sentence fall away as he realized the impossibility. Mr. Prantera." Reston-Farrell said, "I am afraid we you, I suppose one might say, from your own era to ours." Joe Prantera had never been exposed to the concept of time travel. He had simply never associated with Reston-Farrell said, "Suffice to say, you are now one hundred and seventy-three years after the last memory you have." Joe Prantera's mind suddenly reverted to those last memories and his out. He knew it wouldn't have If they allowed him to call it off today, they'd talk themselves into it again before the week was through. taken much for them to cancel the project. It wasn't any answer though. eyes narrowed dangerously. He felt suddenly at bay. He said, "Maybe Reston-Farrell said, "Mr. Prantera, Warren Brett-James said, "Quite sure. He is a student of history." "And he won't think it's funny I talk American to him, eh?" "He'll undoubtedly be intrigued." his feet. "I'm gettin' outta here." For the second time, Reston-Farrell said, "Where would you go, Mr. Prantera?" room but they left on Joe's arrival, without bothering to look at "Yes," Brett-James said, his voice soft. "They are all dead, Mr. Prantera. Their children are all dead, and their grandchildren." The two men of the future said ... transported that they had got in the clutch, the Brett-James said, "Mr. Prantera, others were on the verge of chickening Prantera's irritation over this whole windows. He looked out, as though unseeing. Then, his back turned, he said, "We have tried, but it is simply not in us, Mr. Prantera." "No, if by that you mean afraid. It is simply not within us to take the most surely would have destroyed itself. Wars? Our pedagogues are hard put to convince their students that the reasons for international conflict. For that matter," he added musingly, "we eliminated most international found, Mr. Prantera, that it is difficult for a man to be free so long as others are still enslaved. Today the new strain—has found the human race unprotected from its disease. We had thought our vaccines immunized us." "Mr. Prantera, have you ever heard of "Or, more likely, of Napoleon, Hitler, Stalin?" not considered." Brett-James said to Joe Prantera, "Had we not, ah, taken you at the would have happened?" "Sure," Joe grunted. "I woulda let old Al Rossi have it right in the guts, plane back to Chi." Brett-James was shaking his head. "No. You see, by coincidence, a police As I understand Californian law of the period, your life would have been forfeit, Mr. Prantera." Joe winced. It didn't occur to him to doubt their word. Mr. Prantera, we have already told going back to my own—" Brett-James was shaking his head again. "I am afraid there is no return, Mr. Prantera. Time travel works but in one direction, with the flow of the time stream. There can be no return to your own era." Joe Prantera had been rocking with the mental blows he had been assimilating, but this was the final haymaker. He was stuck in this squaresville of a world.

<question>:
All of the following motivate Prantera to accept the proposal from Brett-James and Reston-Ferrell EXCEPT:

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A He does not need to worry about Temple-Tracy's followers seeking revenge
B He does not have to fear being arrested by the police
C He is unlikely to encounter someone with weapons during the job
D He does not have a chance of being sent back to 1960

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A