To Do The Right Thing

I'd never felt like the walls had eyes.
But with the mirrored glass to my right, hiding another room....
I could only guess that it was crowded with people staring at me.
I fidgeted, hands in my lap, the laptop on the desk in front of me, with an officer across from us.
"So let me get this straight." He said for the fifth time. "You're turning in this laptop to us."
"Because I found information on a child smuggling ring on it."
"Right, and you found this information..."
I exhaled. "Because I hacked the computer to see what was on it." Honestly it was like being in kindergarten again.
"How did you get the laptop?"
"I already told you." I snapped leaning forward. "I broke into the guys home and stole it to make a few bucks. Found what was on the laptop and decided to turn it in. Geez." I leaned backwards, glancing to the windows. "Yes, I am admitting to being a burglar,  yes I know admitting it means you have the right to arrest me, though why I'm not yet in handcuffs is beyond me. and Yes, I am willing to be caught for this because there are a bunch of kid's lives on the line and I'm not going to let that happen. So book me or whatever, but go rescue those children alright! You're wasting time asking me the same stupid questions! My story isn't changing. You have it on record. Put me in a cell and just get to work doing a real community service okay?"

-Inspiration from an UltraFacts Tumblr post.