Chapter 137 - Interrogation

I do not wait long before a large, brutish looking woman sits across from me and glares for a moment. Her nose has obviously been broken numerous times, and there are small scars around her mouth. Her shoulders are easily broad enough to play for any professional football team.Her shoulders are easily big enough for her to play on any professional football team, and even with my ability, I feel a little intimidated. The fluorescent lights above us hum softly, casting sharp shadows across the interrogation room. The metal table between us is bolted to the floor, scarred with scratches and faint initials carved by bored hands over the years. The air smells faintly of disinfectant and stale coffee. I remind myself that this is just a room, just a person, just questions. There is nothing supernatural about this moment. Nothing I cannot handle.