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That day, Susanna underwent her first interrogation. While working at her position in the assembly line, she was removed from her post and replaced by another worker. Led to a small office at the back of the building, she was confronted by a man in uniform and another wearing an ill-fitting beige suit. The suited man’s appearance startled her and she wondered why, until she realized that he was the first non-uniform male she’d seen since her arrest. Would he be different from the guards and officials who spent their days destroying the lives of harmless females? She didn’t believe so; not with the shifty eyes and the telling smirk on his thin lips. On first glance, there wasn’t a thing about this man she liked from his balding head to his paunchy belly to the smell of aftershave, which he’