The cursor blinks calmly beneath the word MURDER, just like that, in capital letters. Before I have time to process this interesting piece of new information, the prisoner arrives in the hallway outside. I will call him Rodriguez, because I agreed not to disclose his real surname. Borla points to an empty office across the hall. “You guys will be in there.” I glance down at my list of questions, which includes “Might hooping be a form of what the Journal of Homosexuality calls ‘masked anal manipulation’?”
