Fifty-One Hours
Don’t ask a question you can’t measure the answer to.
Because here is what would have happened.
I would have woken him up and held a card in his face and he would have talked.
He would have talked very well.
He is good at it.
He has spent fourteen years in insurance claims, which is a profession that consists entirely of explaining bad outcomes to people in a way that does not produce a lawsuit, and he is extremely good at his job.
And he would have been frightened, and a frightened man talks fast, and by about four in the morning I would have had a version.