Tag archives for Interrogation
Imperfect – Scene 05 – Questions
Imperfect Questions I stuck to the script when they interrogated me, and it seemed to be working. However they weren’t just going to let me go, they needed to verify it. My legend was quite detailed, but then I’d had three years to put it into place, and I’d also invested several hours a week during term time in putting it into practice, not to mention the reading time and writing the essays to maintain it. I had always felt that it would be worth it someday, and now that was looking like the proverbial rainy day that I had been saving it all up for. DC Fletcher came back into the room, she’d been away for three hours and 17 minutes. Having the terminal let me keep track of time, even if it couldn’t make it to the outside…
Imperfect – Scene 03 – Interrogation
Imperfect Interrogation I was guided down two flights of stairs to an interview room in the high security bowels of the station. As I went down I idly wondered how many uncooperative criminals had fallen down these stairs. Although on reflection I realised that all the injuries would have been sustained at the bottom of the They took me into a windowless room with a rectangular table in the middle flanked by two chairs on each of the longer sides. All the furniture was bolted to the floor. Embedded in the table was a recording device. Blue pinstripe pushed me into one of the seats without preamble. Opposite me sat a female officer who looked to be about 30. She was also in a trouser suit, light brown eyes, dyed blonde hair, I could see the slight brown at the…