I give the man such a concerned look as he begins to read through all of his notes, what does he mean there isn't anyone called Connor that lives here? Then who the heck was this Connor man?! Please don't say he's one of that gangsters men who's found us, but how has he found us? We left nothing for them to even know where to look!

"Did the woman that approached you say her name?" The officer asks where I shake my head, it was a tiny interaction that we had with her, not even a minute long "I'll get one of our sketch artists to help you draw...