By Felon
I was wheeled into the big room. Men were still in the kitchen having dinner — firehouse chili — and I was wheeled up to a place that was set up for me. The tables were arranged so we were face-to-face. Probie 1 was supposed to be an old hand in this action, but I could see tears streaming down his face. He had an inflatable mouth gag.
I was strapped down in a similar position, including the mouth gag. The Chief came into the room with two eye masks, which he placed on both of our faces. Then he left and returned with a walkie talkie tuned in to the fire department channel. He indicated that since he was acting chief that night he had to be in communication with his men in case of an emergency. Both of us were totally at the mercy of the men eating in the kitchen.
