"Apparently he was talking to the police about me. And I guess they asked him some questions about me. About the accident and."

Before Romano finishes his sentence I interrupt him.

"Did he say anything bad?"

He shakes his head no.

"Nothing about you at all. They asked what happened between us during the car ride. And why I left without saying goodbye. Why I never came back home."

I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding in.

"And? What did he say?" I ask quietly.

Romano lets out a deep sigh and brings his cup of coffee up to his mouth to drink from it....