C65 Fooled… again

“Why… why are you here?”, she asked as her eyes trailed back to Darren Leister, “were you here before Senior Brock’s childhood friend?”

“Jane…”, Brock called out to her but was cut off.

“Please Senior Brock, I am currently speaking to Senior Darren,” she threw a sharp glance at Brock Davenport who could only bend his head in guilt.

“Is his childhood friend still in there?”