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THE NEXT DAY, THE FIFTH of November, 2017, the police station in downtown Houston, where it had turned out that “shortly” didn’t mean a few minutes, or even a few hours. At five on Sunday morning, an officer brought two men to the interview room. Several hours before, Detective Minte had said that he was going home. Then Brashner had insisted that he be allowed to wait for his lawyer, thinking that his name would have to be entered into a log if they took him to a cell, something that a reporter might get access to in the morning. He hadn’t yet been formally arrested.
The older man introduced himself as John Gluckman, a criminal lawyer. He used a cane to walk and leaned forward over it when standing. The younger man he introduced as his associate. He was tall, with an athletic build,
