So there we were, in a U-shaped glass building. Our office was made to look like the inside of an airplane, complete with airbags. Initially we had been in a plane, I believe this room to have been on the plane too. I was lookng through documents. Lots of transcripts of interviews. Preliminary interviews. Then secondary and tercary ones. Some of them had no point. But some were to be kept secret. I stuffed them under the seat with a life jacket and hoped no one would see. They won't have a reason to shoot us now.
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