Paula’s interrogation got underway as soon as she was released from the hospital and taken to the FBI’s field office in Washington DC. Nathan and Steve sat across from her. She cast her eyes downward as she was informed of her rights. She nodded her understanding.
They also informed her that the session was being recorded; she shrugged her shoulders, then meekly said, “That’s fine. And I don’t want a lawyer. I’ll tell you anything you want to know.”
Then she lifted her head, gazed across at Nathan.
“Are you okay?” she asked Nathan timidly.
“Yes,” he replied, a little surprised by the question.
Now her eyes began to fill.
“I’m so, so sorry. And I am glad you were wearing a vest. Truly.”
“Paula, what happened to you?” he asked her gently. “Can you walk us through it all?”
She sighed
