Solomon looks happy to see Celine, which unnerves her. She walks in slowly and sits in the chair across from him, out of arm's reach. George comes and stands beside her, arms loose at his sides, ready to step in if needed. He nods to Celine, letting her know she’s in charge of how this goes. She takes a deep breath then looks at him.
“Okay, Solomon, time for you to answer my questions for once.” She leans forward slightly, “We could do this the easy way, where you just tell me everything you know, but we both know that you’d lie. And I don’t really have the patience for that.” She looks at her nails casually, “You had me for eleven years and never even got close to guessing what I can do.” She smiles wickedly. “Less than twenty-four-hours with him and I told him everything.” He scoffs,
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