“First things first,” she lifts her phone up and shows me the front and back of it and lowers it screen-down on the table. “Your turn.”

“My turn? Oh, oh right. Okay.” I listen and follow her actions and put my phone down next to hers.

The room falls silent for a couple seconds before she opens her mouth again.

“You know, that’s probably where I screwed up. I didn’t know she was a detective. After all these years, and I only just found out that she’s a detective after diving into your memories. I tried so hard to make you forget about her yet, that bitch…she always manages to...