Cuffed to a table
Leroy felt a sense of dread wash over him as he was escorted into the interrogation room and cuffed to the table. The silence of the room was oppressive, and he couldn’t help but feel like he was trapped, powerless to escape the clutches of the law. As the police officers left the room without saying a word, he felt a pang of frustration and confusion. Why weren’t they giving him any information?
Why weren’t they at least asking if he wanted to call someone or have a glass of water? It was a small gesture, but it would have meant the world to Leroy in that moment. Instead, he was left alone in the dark, uncertain of what the future held. He knew that he needed a lawyer, someone to help him navigate the complicated legal system and fight for his rights. But with no one to turn to and no information forthcoming, he felt trapped, isolated, and alone. It was a bleak moment, one that he would never forget.
