Melissa was reeling again under what emotions, she wasn't quite sure. On the one hand, she wanted to believe him, on the other, how the hell could he know such private details about her life?

"There's more to it than that." She said. "I've been forbidden to see you by my counseling supervisor."

"Who is your supervisor?"

"What difference does that make?"

"All the difference. What's her name?"

"I'm surprised you don’t already know."

"I know what I need to know and no w I need to know your supervisor's name. So please tell me what her name is and my people can sort all of this out."

"His name."...