The task force has been on your ass for a while now, and they gotcha; and of course, somebody had to interrogate you, and who was it? John Price.

He got you unarmed, tied up in a chair with your arms behind your back, "Alright, celestics. Ya' better gimme' some info now or I'll have to get physical. And we don't want that, do we?", he asks with a grin, towering over you.