Dominic
Even his tone and choice of words struck me as odd for someone in his position.
"Maybe this will jog your memory," I clicked my fingers, and someone gave me my iPad with the video of him caught on camera before the warehouse burnt down.
I played the video, watched his face contrite, and concentrated on the man in the video before he pulled out a long breath and shook his head.
"It's not me, Sir," he spoke up.
"Unless you have an identical twin I don't know about, this looks like you on the video."
His face faltered a little, but he was quick to recover.