Chapter 22
Huhn’s demeanor was different this time. Less bombastic, more restrained. He glanced up at us as we came in the interrogation room but he didn’t say anything right away. He only sighed, accepted the cigarette we offered him, and shook his head.
“Do you guys have the authority to get me into the WPP?” he asked at last, completing his transition from “prisoner of war” to federal property. All that other stuff was nothing but bluster, as is generally the case.
“There’s certainly a possibility of that,” said Duffy. “Of course, we’d have to know what you can give us first.”
“It’s not as simple as that,” he said. “There’s not a lot to give. The Tip of the Spear only had a few members anyway and most of us were in that hotel room. Most of the officers, anyway. I can’t give up a lot
