Exchange

Dylan snuck inside the convenience store like he was a mugger. He slowly walked to the shelf where different sanitary pads and tampons were placed. Seeing some ladies there made him go back.

"I'm going to kill that Ariel of a being later on" He swore with his resentful eyes glittering.

"Mr. Dylan?" He heard a small voice the instant he took about three steps. He turned and made a confused facial expression at the onlooker.

"And you are?" He asked, wondering how the lady knew his name. He couldn't even recognize her due to the so-called face blindness.

"You must have forgotten me. It's Hailey Peterson" She said calmly.

Dylan briefly glanced away. "Another Peterson. They won't be the end of me" He whispered to himself.

"Sir? You don't remember me?" She asked.

Dylan had a retentive memory, of course, and that initially explains how he was able to recognize the men he came to see in California. The involuntary gestures they made, the different styles of their hair and even the sound of th