Malloy rolled over on one elbow. It was peculiar. They hadn't done that for three years.
Two of them came inside, thick men with disinterested faces.
"Try no sudden moves," one of them advised him.
"We will anticipate you," the other one added.
Malloy went through the unfamiliar process of standing up. He looked at two men. "I wouldn't try anything against the four of you. I'm not that crazy."
"Time for an interrogation, Malloy," the orderly said. "Come with us."
Malloy fell in between them and left the padded cell, frowning.
"What kind of an interrogation?" he asked them.