Albert Miller waits in a small hut. He's in one of many such huts at this camp in a field in rural Germany.
It's April 1946 and a stranger is about to join him here, one of about a dozen he will meet this shift.
Miller hasn't talked to him before, yet he already knows so much about him. Miller also already knows he will only speak to this man for about 20 minutes, maybe a few minutes less, maybe a few minutes more.
That's how long all of his interrogations last. Read more >