Under a Raging Moon

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“So what do you want from me, doc?”

“I want you to tell me how you feel about what happened.”

The police officer snorted. “It doesn’t really matter what I say.”

The doctor leaned back in his chair before answering. He studied the man across from him. The officer sat in a relaxed position, his feet crossed at the ankles. Both hands lay across his lap. The doctor saw the bandaged arm and shoulder and a leg brace, as well as the cane leaning next to the officer, all evidence of the injuries he had sustained. He noticed none of the defensive body language he usually encountered in interviews such as this one. The officer appeared physically fit, his muscles well-formed even in a relaxed state. He met the doctor’s gaze with a frank, even stare. No challenge resided in his eyes, but none of his inner thoughts were betrayed, either.

“Officer, please understand.” The doctor spoke in a calm, open tone. “I do not work directly for the Department. I am contracted to do an evaluation after a critical incident and render a professional opinion.”

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