 The guy rubbed me up against the wall and then slapped his gun across my face. He's lying, Captain. Ask Mr. Jordan how he got this knife in his hand. You can see for yourself. Put the knife on the desk, Greco. I do not wish to look at it again. As you wish. The muezzin had been stabbed four times. I thought it best, under the circumstances, to have his body hidden in the menorah. Yes, yes, yes, yes. You acted most wisely, Greco. I was only doing my duty, Captain Sabaya. Ah.