The man's eyelids lifted.
A tall man whom Gunan had never seen before entered the room. He had a suitcase in his hand like the others.
Gunan observed him as he entered.
New shoes. New suitcase. And an I.D that had no signs of wear.
Gunan's eyes flashed.
He glanced at the time. It was already past ten. The interrogation usually takes place around 6pm to 9pm. This had been the case in the past two days.
And the people who interrogated him were three officers in rotation.
Tonight was the first time he had seen this man.
Gunan had a thought. His heart raced as he glanced at the four cameras in the room.
The lights were not blinking.
Gunan swallowed.
His eyes became cautious as he watched the man put the briefcase and his phone on the table.
The tall man did not speak and simply stared at him.
Gunan found the man's staring uncomfortable. He felt as if he was being judged and laughed at.
