Now, you have to understand, when I walked into that office, I didn't plan on stabbing him. I had the number for War Crimes in my pocket -still do- and I was going to leave the moment I had what I needed. The problem was, I wasn't getting what I needed. He kept finding some way of dancing around my questions, which admittedly were pretty vague. Finally I just asked him about, point-blank. Nothing vague about it. And for once, I got a straight answer out of him. He didn't even try to deny. Just a "Yes", like he was proud of what he did. How you can be proud of that is beyond me.