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Captain:   Great!   Then   I   will   simply   keep   him   for   fourteen   minutes.

               (Both   pissed   off   and   leave   the   room)

               Captain:   I   told   you   to   not   lie,   what   were   you   thinking?!

               Interrogator:   I   believed   it   might   work   and   that   I   wished   to   be   the   one   that   got   him.

               Captain:   Is   it   all   concerning   your   ego?

               (The  interrogator  becomes  serious  and  thinks  for  a  minute  and  then  rushes  to  the  room  and
               locking   from   inside)

               Interrogator:   I   have   something   to   ask   you?

               Karan:   You   merely   got   eight   minutes.


               Interrogator:   All   right,   then   let   me   paint   a   picture…   David,   a   thriving   dentist,   who   has
               become  addicted  to  Amethocaine,  a  sedative,  he  takes  because  he’s  a  junkie  scum.  Also,  for
               real,  addiction  is  a  disease.  If  you  hadn't  killed  a  man,  I  would  be  completely  sympathetic.  So,
               one  day  he  was  working  late  when  his  boss  Mukul  surprised  him.  He  found  out  David  was
               stealing   meds…   again,   junkie   scum…   also   again,   not   your   fault.  There’s  a  major  genetic
               component  to  addiction.  He  claims  that  he  will  file  a  police  complaint.  David  could  lose  his
               license.  They  fought,  and  as  Mukul  was  irritating  him,  he  grabbed  the  first  thing  he  could
               find,   and   ended   him.

               Karan:   (ashen   faced)   what   is   the   point   of   all   this   hypothetical   garbage?

               Interrogator:   I’ll   get   there.

               Interrogator:  The  room   has  six  of  those  heavy-looking  glass  tools.  According  to  the  forensic
               report,   one   is   missing.   What   happened   to   the   sixth   tool?   You   lost   all   control   and   you
               bludgeoned  him  to  death.  There  should  be  blood  everywhere,  however,  you  were  lucky.  You
               were  within  the  operation  theatre;  it  is  often  sterilized.  You  wouldn’t  have  gotten  away  with  it
               in   your   carpeted   workplace.


               David:   (shrieked)   that   is   not   what   had   happened.

               Karan:   (instantly)   do   not   say   anything,   David.

               Interrogator:  And  your  secretary,  Isha  would  have  heard  the  screams  however  she  was  at  her
               anniversary   party.   Lucky   once   more.

               David:   (fumbling)   you   are   wrong.

               Interrogator:  (undeterred  speaking  fast)  you  placed  Mukul’s  body  into  a  chair  and  shoved  it  in
               the   elevator.   It   is   a   miracle   there   wasn't   blood   everywhere.

               David:   (shouting)   that   is   not   true.











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