The Interrogation Room

I shuffled my feet under the grey bland desk, and stared at the blank walls in front of me. To the side was a door that blended in with the walls, and a long black one way window that I cant see out of. Only they can see in, and that scares me. Like being watched from above like a hawk. Every move I make is being monitored.
The door handle snapped downwards and a creak filled the silent room as a tall man with red hair and a navy suit entered the room. He set his briefcase down on the table and took a seat opposite me in total silence.
"you know why I'm here. You know what you've done." He snapped, his voice raspy and sexy. He was, hands down, one of the most attractive men I've ever seen. The rest I've seen in modelling companies or porn magazines. This guy was attractive.
"I don't know what you're talking about..." I trailed off, blushing.
His stare into my eyes increased. His intense glare screamed to me that he could kill me. But that wouldn't be very professional, now would it? He looked dumbfounded, like no one has ever been sarcastic to him.
"my name is Mr. Way. Once you learn to be nice you can call me Gerard." He smirked. A quick glance to the window suggests flirting with me was a bad idea,as everything is currently being filmed and watched intensely.
"this is going to take as long as you let it, Mr. Iero."

Notes

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