“Yes. I’ve already told them that you’ll meet them at dinner.”

“Okay. Call me if anything comes up.”

Clint nodded and walked to the gate. He put his hand on the door, but he suddenly turned around. “Selene...”

“What?” Selene looked up at him and saw a weird expression on his face.

“Do you really not remember much about your mom?” Clint said, shaking his head slightly.

Selene became totally lost by this abrupt question, but she still nodded. “Yes. I was very young when she left.”

“But if she were to show up in front of you, could you recognize her?” Clint asked.

Selene frowned, not at all pleased...