The place did not look like any of the interrogation rooms you saw on police TV shows, mainly because the room was so small. The cramped location was ...ot much bigger than an average sized home bathroom.An older burly man with 'law enforcement' written all over his face maneuvered his bulk around the beaten metal table and plopped into a chair. He dropped a set of file folders on the table top and motioned in two more men standing in the doorway."Sit there please" the big man said pointing out. " I didn't say it was terrible, or that I didn't like it, just that Ray kisses a little better. Don't pout, Jackie." I'm not pouting. Maybe we should just go back home now. You've got that trip to the beach, and I need to get up early to get to the golf course. I'm scheduled to carry doubles at seven twenty. I've got another loop at two o'clock, and that's a double also. Tomorrow is going to be a long day for both of us." It isn't even nine yet, Jackie. Didn't you want to do some other stuff. ”“Was he running away or attacking them on the ground?” At the shake of the Deputies head, the Sheriff turned to the look at the other two on the ground in disgust. They were a bloody mess. The faces were caved in where Glen had hit them. He had broken the bones. He stated, “He fucked them up real good. They’re going to be in the hospital for a long time.”“Well, he’s a murderer now,” replied the Deputy in self-righteous anger.Not willing to leap to conclusions, the Sheriff asked, “So did you. I don't know anyone who does, either. Nobody is going to pay for me. Please don't kill me!”He smiled at her. “I didn't kidnap you, and I'm no killer, either. I'm here to take care of you. Hopefully, we can be friends. I'm sorry this happened to you, but neither one of us can change that, and it's not either one of ours fault, either, so playing the blame-game is a waste of time for me. And you, as I'm sure you'll realize, soon enough. You look like you have intelligence in those eyes.”She.