-- Alexander --

I sat in my office chair, staring daggers into my laptop screen as it played the video in front of me; Jax Grey and Vicky Townsend. I finally reached forward to pause it, unable to take it anymore. One part of me was satisfied for sure.

I had made a huge progress.

The audio file was open, paused just when whoever was listening to it would have heard enough. Vicky Townsend’s voice was the loudest of course, dripped with malice. My fingers still lay on top of the play button, not pressing it yet as I replayed their conversation in my head. I had watched it over...