“How do you know me?” Nicole groaned in frustration.
It had been a week since she found this Charles. All she had found so far was more pictures of the two of them, but nothing more. Thankfully she was able to hook his phone up to the nearby hardware stores WIFI that seemed to be still running.
Scrolling through his apps she came across one that looked oddly familiar. The app was just a picture of a lock. Clicking on it a message popped up requesting a password.
“Seriously?” She hissed. “Why does everything have to be so difficult?” She said slamming the phone onto the counter.
How was she going to get into this app? She had no clue what his password could be. She couldn’t even remember who she was, how would she remember a password she couldn’t even remember who this dead man was.
