Whatever Happened to Bill?

-Caleb-

All things being equal, I’d have rather been back at the motel having sex therapy with Jocelyn. As it was, I was now sitting at a table across from Pierson, who had taken out a recording device and a notepad.

“Mr. Killeen, do you mind if I record this conversation?” Pierson asked.

“Go right ahead,” I replied.

Pierson turned on the recorder and said the date and the crime in question. Then he looked at me. “Please state your name for the record.”

“Caleb Killeen,” I responded clearly.

“And you’re sure you don’t want an attorney present?” Pierson asked.