Coast Guard Lifts Object From Bay, They Turn Pale When They Find Out What It Is

Interrogation room

Harper sat stiffly at the edge of the small interrogation room, arms crossed tightly. The fluorescent lights above buzzed faintly, casting a harsh glare over the man seated across from him. The burglar shifted uncomfortably in his chair, clearly worn down. His hoodie had been stripped away, leaving behind a tired face lined with stubble and sweat. He avoided Harper’s eyes, but Harper didn’t look away, waiting for the truth.