Interrogations were races for rapport. Everyone else who had tried with Ingram had failed, and even Cole only had the thinnest spider’s silk of a connection. Ingram hadn’t responded like other predators. He hadn’t given a single shit about the other agents’ attempts to provide him with empathy and understanding. No, that’s not what he was about. Even in prison, even in shackles, he still wanted to dominate. But the game of domination only worked when the victim provided some kind of challenge. Agents who rolled over and showed their bellies, who offered up the sun and the moon if only he’d
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