Episode 24

The air in the interrogation room was thick with the cloying scent of stale coffee and the silent hum of fluorescent lights. Detective Miller watched him, his gaze steady, unyielding. The man across from him, the one who had worn the uniform of the USMC with such pride, the one whose name was now whispered in horrified tones, offered nothing but a practiced indifference. His eyes, once described as ‘piercing’ and ‘full of life,’ now held a chilling vacancy, like a vast, dark lake reflecting nothing but