Lana looked at me strangely, “What? You didn’t know I was out?”

“… I read the file… but it cam as a shock. Not even Ema knew.” I said, trying to find a conversation subject, “So…”

“Is this really the brave prosecutor who faced down all those lies so many years ago? I didn’t imagine he’d grown into a softie… Jail was fine, If that’s what you are going to ask.”

So many years had passed… and she could still see right through me.

“I trust you have looked out for Ema?”
“She’s grown into a wonderful woman, Mrs. Skye.”

Lana laughed… I sound I hadn’t heard before… it was lilting… like a flute.

“Always formalities with you? Come on, call me Lana.”

“…very well, Lana.” I said, “What were you up to, just now?”

“Funny story, really. When I got released, I… just wondered around for a little while, and somehow I ended up here, looking at the moon… I can’t bring myself to face Ema yet, so I just gaze at the moon, hoping for the courage…. Wright joined me once, he seemed like he was doing fine, eating those noodles of his…”

“…no longer.” I could barely say.

Lana turned to face me, and gazed at me. She studied my expression and said, “… I see. How did it happen?”

“Multiple stab wounds to the stomach… it was overkill.”

Lana looked, and gave me… a smile, “Well, how about I help you out… I need to repay Wright, after all, for helping me and Ema.”

“Can you face Ema? She’s on the team.”

Lana paused, and nodded, “I think I’m ready…
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