Chris knew that Peter's word meant nothing, but he was tired of playing babysitter. Either Peter would help him find Kate of his own volition, or he'd bolt. Either way, Chris would get his freedom back as well.

He reached behind Peter's neck, his fingers brushing lightly against his skin as he undid the collar.

"Here's the deal. I'd like for you to help me find Kate of your own volition. I'll toss the collar if we can agree on that. Once we're done, you can go on your merry way."