"Okay, okay, you're right," he said, nodding. "Most — no, all of my focus has been on you. I'll try to talk to her soon though, okay?"
"Will you?"
"I know I'm reluctant, but yes," he replied. "I just have some things to do too."
"Like investigating my life?"
Paxon's head whipped at me, shock clear on his face.
"I knew it," I hissed, narrowing my eyes at him.
"Sh.it," he muttered, slumping back, realizing he fell for my trap.
"You're never gonna find anything, Paxon," I told him.
"You don't know how good Baffle is."
I shook my head, but didn't say anything.
Paxon was right, I don't know how good Baffle is. But they don't know my past at all. There is no record of me, nothing to find. Baffle can look through every database in every country and he will never find a thing. As far as
