"I'm not good with interrogation, but I can break a bone or two." Jim said, as he tied the man again. "What's your name? How do you feel about your ulna?" Jim asked him, then tapped his forearm. Right then Jim could feel it, he could feel that what he was doing was wrong. Maybe he enjoyed it, the power over someone. Maybe it was the situation changing him, but he was undecided about wanting to let the man go. If only he wouldn't stab them in the back...