Interrogation Room

sketchfab

It was a dark hour when the lads cornered this fella in the seedy back alleys, and they wanted me to dig up some intel on the local gangs from him. As I stepped into the rundown police station, an officer ushered me into the interrogation room. The room was in shambles, but I had my game face on - cigarette clenched between my teeth, coffee in hand, ready to take this guy down. But as soon as he laid eyes on me, he lost his cool, throwing a tantrum while still cuffed and screaming like a man possessed, sending the chair and ashtray flying towards me. And of course, my coffee went up in flames. Guess I won't be playing good cop today. Tugas UTS -Steven S.C (1801383101)