"Well, Mr. Hatch ?"

"Yes sir ?"

"Mr. Hatch ?"

"Sir ?"

" You don't mind if we ask you a few questions ?"

" No sir."

" Why are you so incompetent, Mr. Hatch ?"

Pause. Silence. Introspective searching of the motel-room carpet, the blank video screen, the heavy black-out drapes shutting off the outside light at the single window, the glare of the floorlamp blazing on his flushed, youthful handsome face........