Page 184 of Bound By Fire
“Okay,” I deadpan.
“Dr. Keller. Are you an asset for the Mainland?”
“No.”
He waits. I keep my eyes on his.
“Have you, at any time during your tenure on Draig, passed classified information to any individual or organization on the Mainland?”
“No.”
“Have you been in contact, by any means, with any individual on the Mainland who is not your immediate family or a previously approved professional contact?”
“No.”
He turns a page in the folder.
“Have you ever owned or used a burner phone?”
“No.”
“Are you certain about that, Dr. Keller? It’s a yes or no question, but I want you to be very sure before you answer.”
“I’m certain. I only have one cell phone. The one you guys took from me last night, and that’s it.”
He turns the folder another quarter, so it faces me fully.
There’s a photograph clipped to the top of the page of a cheap black cell phone. It’s in a clear plastic evidence bag. There’s a label with a long number on it, and a date.
I stare at it.
“Have you seen this phone before?”
“No.”
“Take your time, Doctor.”
“I don’t need to take my time. I have not seen that phone before.” Frustration edges into my voice.
“It was found in your hospital. In the high-end equipment storage room, in the bottom drawer of the workbench, taped to the underside.”
“I’ve never put anything under a drawer in that room. I rarely go in there. It’s mainly the head nurses who sign out equipment.”
“But you have been inside that particular room before?”
“Yes, all the surgeons and head nurses have.”
“So, you have access?”
“I have access to almost every room in that building.” I sigh.
“Did you plant this phone?”
“No.” I sound irritated. I try hard to calm down because getting upset isn’t going to help me.
He turns another page that has a multitude of screenshots. They’re mostly long text messages. I can see my name under most of them, even though I didn’t write them.
“Did you send these messages? Take your time and look before answering.”
