"Hey... Uh... Myra, " He scratched the back of his head and smiled. "It's been days since we last met."
"Yeah, " I smiled sweetly, "and I was more than happy to keep it that way. "
His smile faltered.
"Can we talk?" He was not trying to fake a smile this time, rather he looked desperate, "I've been meaning to talk to you since the past few days but you're difficult to get hold of. I had been around here and found you coming out of your workplace so I thought we'd... Catch up. " He paused and then cringed at his own words.
"I thought someone would get a hint that I didn't want to catch up with anyone." I rolled my eyes, "And what exactly do you want to catch up about; your friend's death?" My eyes were narrowed and I was unapologetically blunt. I had no intentions of talking to the ma
