Moretti continued to listen, his expression remaining neutral although for a moment it did look like Moretti was going to say something, but instead he waited for the young man to finish, and he was certain he was finished, by the time he choose to speak.
"I would commend you for your ingenuity and your quick thinking, Mr May, if it weren't for the circumstances. You took it upon yourself not only to investigate the matter without informing myself nor the police, but you wilfully destroyed several billion dollars worth of equipment, as well as killing several people. There is only your word to say such activity took place, while their families have suffered, I have had to go through several trials and my company, my staff, have been under huge amounts of pressure from external bodies convinced that I wilfully ignored safety regulations." He stopped himself, feeling his muscles begin to tremble with the almost uncontrollable anger. This man, this juvenile idiot, had set them back so many years! Billions of dollars, billions, wasted.
He stopped himself, curled his hands tight into the arm of his chair, and gritted his teeth. "Would you take a moment to explain yourself more fully, Mr May, before I hand you over to the police for questioning? Your actions resulted in the deaths of a great many people, and there is no proof that they were guilty or innocent."