The Secret Place
Not an interrogation.
Four questions, buried in a nice morning, once a month, for what turned out to be nineteen months.
I know the exact wording now, because Nell told a psychologist named Dr.
Priya Raghunathan eleven months later, in a room with a one-way mirror and a video camera and a detective from the state’s attorney’s office sitting in another room, and I have read the transcript more times than is good for me.
The questions were: