Three Decades of Pretending Come to an End in a Military Holding Cell
“I don’t use my rank to frighten civilians,” I said.
“We’re trying to stop a serious financial crime,” Arthur said.
“We need him cooperating right away.”
“The civilian clothes will do,” I said.
Arthur was silent for a moment.
“I’ll be in the parking lot in twenty minutes,” Arthur said.
I ended the call.
I went to the sink and splashed cold water on my face.