Aaron stared directly into the barrel of the gun and spoke, calmly, yet inside, he was unsure of what was to happen to him next
" I was at home with my father, Comrade. We were having dinner at the time the reports were coming in. My father had just gotten back from work."
Aaron motioned his head to his back pocket where he kept his papers , wanting the Commandant to look at them.
"I always carry my papers with me, they are in my back pocket , they will prove to you i am not lying"
Aaron looked at the Commandant with a straight face, he was hoping he would atleast take the shotgun out of his face and check his papers. His father was right, always carryig your papers with you was important.