“Okay, Justin,” the man says, “we’ll come back to your last name later. Before you leave this room you’ll tell me everything I want to know, so the sooner you stop playing games and start talking the sooner I can let you go.”
I laugh and slap the table.
“What is so funny?” he asks.
“Nothing,” I say while wiping away my tears. “It has just been a long couple of days and I’m a little slap happy you know?” I did not mention that staying inside the building was the best thing for me, at least at the moment.