I zipped through Riley's contacts until I found one for Rose, and it listed an address in Pasadena, Maryland. Not far away at all. I could Google the address, maybe find something incriminating, not for Rick but for myself, and then lie to him if I actually found some worthy information. Which I probably wouldn't since it was just an address.

Or I could've sat there and continued to examine the granite countertop. My inquisitiveness was part of what led me toward a career in ...