“You’re the new aide.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Carrasco.” He said it slowly, as though he were checking it against something.

“Where were you before this?”

And I said the sentence I had been given, which was, “I came in through a private process, Mr.

Bramhall.

I’d rather not get into it.”

He looked at me for a second and then he laughed — not cruelly, actually with something like delight — and he said, “You were in this building.