End Game
““Is this a jail? Graham asked.
“Technically, no,” the deputy said. “This is just a police station. We have some holding cells and some interrogation rooms—you know all about one of those—but the jail itself is down the road a bit.”
“Why am I here?”
The far side of the locked door opened up on a much larger area that looked like a hospital waiting room—or at least what Graham imagined that a hospital waiting room would look like. Molded plastic chairs, blue and orange, littered the area in what ...looked to his eye to be a random order, as if people moved them throughout the day to form their own conversation groups and then never put them back where they belonged. The yellow and brown theme continued out here, but the floors and walls seemed dirtier. Most of the chairs were empty now, and the occupants of the ones that were taken had all pulled theirs away from the others. No conversation groups were currently in session.
“Not sure how to answer your question,” Deputy Price said.MoreLess
“Technically, no,” the deputy said. “This is just a police station. We have some holding cells and some interrogation rooms—you know all about one of those—but the jail itself is down the road a bit.”
“Why am I here?”
The far side of the locked door opened up on a much larger area that looked like a hospital waiting room—or at least what Graham imagined that a hospital waiting room would look like. Molded plastic chairs, blue and orange, littered the area in what ...looked to his eye to be a random order, as if people moved them throughout the day to form their own conversation groups and then never put them back where they belonged. The yellow and brown theme continued out here, but the floors and walls seemed dirtier. Most of the chairs were empty now, and the occupants of the ones that were taken had all pulled theirs away from the others. No conversation groups were currently in session.
“Not sure how to answer your question,” Deputy Price said.MoreLess
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