Apologies

Suddenly the song Car Radio held a lot more meaning to it. When we arrived, I practically ran into the building, heading straight for Walter's office. A few customers gave me strange looks but I didn't give them a second thought.

"Wilson, how are you?" Walter greeted me, smiling widely and warmly. It fell slightly as he took in my appearance.

"Are you okay?"

"Can you play me that tape you showed us the other time?" I asked him. "And are there are cameras that have different angles we can look at?"

"Yes, it's all set up for you. Take a look, I'm going to go get you some water," he told me, urging me into the seat in front of the computer.

I glanced at Arian. He nodded at me. I sat down at the computer. It took no longer than two seconds to see that the man on the video footage was Georgia. I knew her stupid hair. I knew that stupid style. I couldn't believe I didn't recognize her before, even without the dumb double watches. Was it because I never would have suspected her? Now she was