INTERROGATION
“Sustain me according to your promise, and I will live; do not let my hopes be dashed.” Psalm 119:116
“Name,” the National Security agent demanded. I lost track of how many times I was interviewed in the past three weeks. First the Tumen Detention Center police with their barely decipherable Chinese accents questioned me, followed by the People’s Safety Agency guards in Onsong after I was sent back to North Korea. Now I was being interrogated in Chongjin, North Hamyong after my transfer to the National Security Agency jail there.
“Song Chung-Cha.” I stared at the North Korean officer’s black army boots and remembered with pristine clarity the night of my family’s arrest.
“Place of birth.”
“Hasambong, North Hamyong Province.”
“What were you doing across the border?”
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