I felt groggy when I awakened. I was on a cot with a white sheet over me. My vision was blurry, and the light in my eyes was bright momentarily. After about two minutes, my vision was normal, and there was nothing else in the room except for a wooden chair beside me and a clock on the wall. Confused, I sat up and looked around.
Where was I? What had happened? I only remembered certain people and traits about them. I tried to stand up, but I couldn't, and I fell.
Suddenly, the door opened, and a lady in a white waistcoat came into the room (I assumed her to be a doctor), along with two men dressed in black clothing. I saw that they were carrying guns at their sides and were ready to draw at any moment. Instead, they helped me stand and sat me in the wooden chair.
"Hello, Daniel. I'm Tamara, and I'm only here to ask you a few questions," she stated. That name, "Tamara." It sounded familiar, but I couldn't remember who she was. Perhaps she was just an old friend of mine. That sounded right. She took out a clipboard and pen and began with the first question.
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ActionFive years have passed since the last incident with the Russian Intelligence Agency (RIA), and they've been quiet since then. Bored out of his mind with no interesting cases except standard police matters, Rodriguez Moralés will soon be happy to lea...
