The city never truly sleeps. Its pulse hums beneath the surface, a rhythm of footsteps, engines, and whispers that echo through alleys and high-rises alike. Tonight, the air is thick with the scent of rain, the streets slick with its residue, reflecting the fractured glow of streetlights. Somewhere, a siren wails, distant but insistent, a reminder that the night is never quiet for long.
In a dimly lit room, a man sits alone, his silhouette sharp against the backdrop of a flickering neon sign outside the window. His hands rest on the table, fingers tapping a slow, deliberate beat. The clock on the wall ticks louder than it should, each second stretching into eternity. He doesn't look at it. He doesn't need to. Time has already betrayed him.
A shadow moves across the room, and the man stiffens. The door creaks open, and two figures step inside, their faces obscured by the harsh overhead light. One carries a folder, thick and worn, its edges frayed from too many hands. The other holds a cup of coffee, steam curling upward like smoke from a dying fire.
The man doesn't speak. He knows better. Words are weapons here, and he's already unarmed.
The taller figure drops the folder onto the table with a dull thud. "Let's start from the beginning," she says, her voice smooth but heavy, like a blade sliding from its sheath.
The man exhales, his breath shaky, his pulse a drumbeat in his ears. He tries to remember the beginning, but all he can see is the end.
About the Author :
Brian Leslie is a coercive interrogation & interview techniques expert, with over 14 years of previous law enforcement experience which includes major case investigation and specialized training, as well as a term serving as Chief of Police. Mr. Leslie has testified and been qualified as an expert in Federal, State and Military Courts throughout the United States. You can contact Brian Leslie to consult on a case at 1-888-400-1309 or at brian@criminalcaseconsultants.com
