Tony was tensed already in the interrogation room. Prior to his arrival at the police station, he had deleted all the messages and images linked to drugs from his Mexican boss, also removed all implicating content from his room. He had a clean cut and suited up, even when Kate and her mother ran into him they barely could recognized him. He was clean to the socks. Kate beamed with smile and wowed his tactics.
The door creaked open and Inspector Fred walked in to have the seat opposite Tony. He examined his specimen for a few seconds, "Tony Rightman," he called and scribbled on his pad.
Tony's heart raced like a ticking time bomb, as he struggled to keep a long face.
"You were with Kate on the night of the party," he said and gave a responsive look.
"Yes I was favored to be selected by her in the game that came through," he responded and tried not to lock eyes with him because each time he did his whole body jerked as egg in a steamy kettle. He fought to keep calm.
