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to act as a witness?”
    “I’d do it myself but I’ll have to send Matt. Where are you?”
    “We’re in the Security conference room.”
    “He’ll be right there.”
    The connection clicked off. “Someone’s on the way. Now, Mr. Wadell, I want to ask if you have any objection to my recording this interview?”
    “Of course not.”
    “All right. While we are waiting would you please review this form. It explains your rights in detail. If you want to continue with the interview you make an X in the appropriate block next to each of the rights listed. If you don’t want to continue, you make an X in any of the other blocks. Then, after the witness arrives, but not before, you sign the form. Any questions?”
    “No.”
    Wadell studied the form and completed the blocks waiving all of his rights.
    The door opened and Matthew Pearlstein, Deputy Director of Security, National Security Agency, came in.
    “Mr. Pearlstein, Mr. Wadell stated that he was prepared to waive his rights. We want you to witness his signature to this form indicating that.”
    “Fine.”
    Wadell signed and dated the form. Then Pearlstein signed and dated it as the witness.
    “All right. Mr. Wadell a copy will be provided to you after the conclusion of the interview. If you change your mind at any time and want to stop or consult a lawyer, please let me know and the interview will stop. Do you understand?”
    “Sure.”
    “If you would like some water or something else to drink, I’ll be happy to get it for you. And if you need to take a break, just let me know.”
    “Sure.”
    After the preliminaries of name, address, telephone number, current employer, years of service, job title, and description of duties, Fitzgerald asked the first question of substance.
    “Mr. Wadell, is it among your duties to report any discrepancies in the NSA software or equipment…”
    … oh, God, they do know …
    “Yes.”
    “Have you become aware of any discrepancies in the recent past?”
    “Yes.”
    “Did you report them?”
    “Yes.”
    “To whom did you report them?”
    “To my supervisor, Samantha Pierce…well, my then supervisor.”
    “When did you report them?”
    “When I found them.”
    “What exactly were they?”
    “They were software programs that were not authorized according to the design plan.”
    “Did you report them in writing?”
    “No, I wasn’t required to.”
    “Did you report them to anyone else?”
    “No, I wasn’t required to do that either, I don’t think.”
    “Hmmm. You’re of course aware that Samantha Pierce is deceased?”
    …and I’m aware she was a smart ass know-it-all…
    “Yes.”
    “How many reports did you make to her?”
    …damn, he won’t give me a clue…
    “Two. Well, two different discrepancies. We talked about them a lot more than that.”
    “What did you talk about?”
    …FBI fool, you’re giving me the chance to pin it on her…
    “At first, or the first discrepancy, just about the nature of it. Regarding, the second one, she said we could use it, ourselves.”
    “What did she mean?”
    “I think she meant to use…to sell access to the data.”
    “Are you sure?”
    “If she didn’t, would I be sitting here?”
    “Did she make any efforts to do that?”
    “I believe so. She said she did.”
    “Did you make any efforts to do so, independent of her?”
    …you stupid FBI fuck, do you think I’m going to say yes to that…
    “Of course not.”
    “We have certain indications that you did.”
    …SHIT…
    “Do you still deny that you did?”
    “Absolutely.”
    “If I were to advise you that we have investigative results, including recordings of your voice attempting to arrange sale of the information…”
    …I knew I shouldn’t’ve used the phone…
    “…would you want to revise your answer?”
    “I don’t believe so.”
    “Mr. Wadell, is there anything else about these matters that you are aware of that I have not asked you about?”
    …like, what am I going to do