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filing cabinets, computers and recording equipment.
With interest Jeff looks around.
    “It’s smaller than I
expected.”
    “It’s big enough for an observation
room. Through there is where the real action takes place.”
    “The interview room?”
    “Yeah, and we’re just in
time, you’re on in a minute.”
    “You’re coming in with me
though, aren’t you?”
    “He requested your presence
only, so you'll have to enter the room alone. You’re physically safe, and the
only fear you will have to face is your own.”
    “Thanks for that cheery
note.” For the first time Jeff has real fear, flowing through his veins.
    “You’ll be fine, don’t be
such a pussy.”
    “I’m not.”
      He stands looking at the grey steel sliding
door in front of him. It will lead him into the interview room, and his first
meeting with Mr. Casey Lee Jones.
    “Are you ready?” Eve keeps
her manner matter of fact, casual, so as not to alarm Jeff.
    “As I’ll ever be.”
    “Don’t worry, you’ll come
out alive.”
    Jeff steps forward. He can
feel the shake of adrenalin in his arms. Before imagination has chance to
betray him further, the mechanism behind the steel door pulls it open. He steps
forward, instinctively glancing towards the floor, a gesture that is taken as
submissive, and as a bow of respect for the predator sitting at his altar.
Casey relaxes with a glowing triumphant smile, as Jeff walks in and sits in the
opposing chair.
    “I believe if we go on
protocol I have to call you Dr. Davies.”
    “Mr. Jones, I am neither a
prison officer, nor do I work for the government, please call me....”
    “Jeff, yes I know.”
    “How do you know?”
    “That would be telling,
wouldn’t it?”
    Jeff smiles; he knows
Casey’s is trying his hand at manipulation. However diverting, the question is
simply evasion; he’ll soon show Eve what Casey really is.
    “May I call you Casey?”
    “First name terms, how very
intimate. You are of course breaking protocol.”
    “I like to live
dangerously.”
      “So I believe.” Casey smiles. He has to break
Jeff, gently. “I would of course shake you by the hand, however it appears fate
has been rather thoughtless.”
    “Would you like to discuss
why you’re here?”
    “How very direct, I expected
a little more rapport from you. But then again, it’s been a long time hasn’t
it?”
    “Have we met before?”
    “One might say we are
inexplicably linked.”
    “How?”
    “Later. You of course know
my defense.”
    “Yes.” Jeff takes note of
this pattern of evasion.
    “Your only logical
conclusion is that I must be a sociopath, one who believes in his own delusions
and lies, and that I will now try to coerce you into believing them.”
    “You put words into my
mouth.”
    “I don’t have to.” Casey
raises his hands and interlocks them, a subtle gesture, the two becoming one.
“You do know that she still loves you?”
    “I’m sorry?”
    “Eve’s the reason that
you’re here, why you have restless nights and your dreams become your
nightmares. Do you honestly believe that you can’t live without her?"
    For a moment Jeff’s thrown.
However, it’s quite a reasonable deduction for anyone to suggest that a man
loves a beautiful woman. Casey looks up and smiles to the camera. Eve whispers
to herself. “You bastard.” as she continues to watch the events unfold
onscreen.
    “What happened to you that
night?”
    “Oh please, a tad more
foreplay, Jeff. Do you go straight for the act with Eve?”
    “If you’re going to play
games with me then I’m sorry, I’m leaving.”
    Jeff stands to his feet. In
the observation room Eve knows Jeff is bluffing. Casey raises his hand, then
lowers it for Jeff to sit back down. Eve smiles.
    “It was a cold night, but
then I knew it would be. They'd forecast freak weather conditions, blizzards. I
wouldn’t have risked driving that night, but her line was down. My mother, you
see, is proud, independent and old. I’m all she