1st Officer: How much did he pay you for the work?

Programmer: Just my normal fee.

2nd Officer: Do you have any back up file of the programme?

Programmer: No, he seemed to be an expert himself and he observed every activity very carefully.

3rd Officer: But who had provided him that design.

Programmer: I did not know that it was the design of a nuclear bomb.

1st Officer: You must have some traces of that file in your registry software.

Programmer: There must be.

1st Officer: You will have to leave your computer with us. If you cooperate with us we will buy you a new one. Nothing will happen to you.

Programmer: Is there any danger? I mean, can they attack me?

2nd Officer: We will recommend you for the Witness Protection Programme. Meanwhile, you will be our guest.

3rd Officer: Can you recall his face?

Programmer: Yes, I remember clearly that he had a cut under his left lip.

1st Officer: How did he introduce himself?

Programmer: He said that he ran a computer institute and he needed a file to be transferred to a chip immediately because he did not know how to do it.

2nd Officer: Did you ask him what it was?

Programmer: Yes, he said that it was a design of a computer game.

1st Officer: All right, we will let you know when we need any help from you, and meanwhile be our guest here.

The officers consulted with each other for some time and then let the programmer go. They advised him not to leave the town without their prior permission.

The programmer was sent to an artist who was going to draw a sketch of the master according to the facial features described by the programmer. The programmer was undoubtedly, without any other option, under a kind of patriotic obligation to acquiesce with the authorities.

The artist began to draw the lines as per the details given by the programmer. It was quite a slow process but the outcome seemed to be somewhat matching with the recollection that the programmer had in his memory. At some points, the programmer butted in and, after a momentary concentration, proceeded with the memory of the face which had pleased him when he had seen it for the first time, for he was going to be financially rewarded, but now seemed to be the most horrifying object he had ever seen, he continued.

The officers dropped in from time to time and tried to pretend that they were keeping their observant eyes on the proceedings. The programmer knew that he was in a situation where his choice did not matter.

In the meantime, a boy brought a tray of coffee and some biscuits which to the programmer seemed to be the most appropriate step taken by his captives, for during the interrogation, that lasted more than six hours, they had not even offered him a glass of water, leave aside coffee and biscuits.