"We're heading to the first vehicle I found for sale." I notice her looking down at the receipt.

"What do you actually do for a living?" she asks.

I knew the question would come up eventually. "I work security for Xavier Moon." If she recognizes his name, my answer will lead to more questions. I told her I wouldn't lie. There are things I can't talk about and I'll relay exactly that if her questions touch sensitive areas.

She looks back down at the receipt. "He must ...