"Really? What was so funny about it?" Mike asks.

"It was just - I don't know." You strain to remember why you found it so hilarious in the first place. You don't even know if you did find it hilarious. Nothing seems funny anymore. Not at the moment, anyway.

You still can't help but wonder if he's trying to draw a confession out of you.

He speaks, "How funny do you think it'll be when we make the police report?"

The police report? "Isn't that a bit extreme?" you ask. You try to maintain an expression of confidence. You try to appear unfazed. You can't let him think that this scares you, not in the slightest bit.

"Well, Jessica?" he presses.

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"Call the police. I have nothing to hide."
"You know I won't harm anyone."
"Can't we deal with this here?"
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