Chapter 11
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It would have been my preference to go upstairs for the interrogation, and there is at least a chance it would have saved a brave woman’s life. But the elevator door opened just before I could get into it, and two guards hustled the suspect out. She seemed nondescript, a cafeteria lady with no apparent personality beneath the intense fear she was displaying now. Her eyes were huge, staring around the bunker in silent, desperate panic.
“Here she is,” said Jesse Spindrift – as if that wasn’t obvious. I didn’t know where she was from, or what the guards had caught her doing.
“Please...” she said, her voice half-strangled with fear. “I don’t understand this... please...”.
“Come on, Maria,” said Jesse scornfully. “You were caught in the virtual reality room. Caught red-
