Honolulu, Hawaiʻi
Inside the Prince Kūhiō Federal Building
Later That Same Day
Kekoa was facing the door to the interrogation room with his hand behind his back. As handcuffs were placed on his hands, the FBI agent told him his Miranda rights.
“You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law…”
“I know my rights. Can you loosen these cuffs? They’re too tight,” Kekoa complained.
His hands squirmed uncomfortably. The agent clicked the cuffs so they were tighter.
“You have a right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you.”
Kekoa was pushed forward toward the door and escorted out of the interrogation room. Daniel and Ed watched from behind the two-way mirror.
“No protestations of inno
