By D. Fegel
“Steve! I am agent Merrow and this is agent Barberi. Today is not your lucky day is it?” The larger of the two agents asked me as he sported a middle-age mound that hung over his belt and he rubbed it kindly as if he were expecting. “It seems you are in a bit of a pickle.” The expecting agent leaned back in his steel folding chair and continued to show affection almost losing his balance. I didn’t say a word.
“This will go a lot easier for you Steven if you cooperate. I don’t think you are a bad guy., just a victim of being in the wrong place at the wrong time with the wrong people.” I had seen enough crime dramas to recognize the good cop routine that agent Barberi was selling, but it was surreal to see the professional sitting right across from me use it.
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