Jeff Garret, 39, white male, tattoos on both arms, six foot about 220 pounds. He's not a huge guy, but he can take on more than one opponent at once, and had proven that, when the cops had tried to take him in, when he'd been trying to get to Misa.

"Where's Misa?" He asks, immediately, trying to stand and his cuffs rattling against the table. "What have you done with her?" He demands. His comfort doesn't matter. He needs to get to Misa.