ZOEY'S POV
What was Roy talking about? He seemed to remember that night, all he couldn't remember was my face. I couldn't believe he had a password named Lavender and it was because of me. I was sure he was talking about me, the lavender scent statement made me assured it was me.
I know I am not the only person who smells like lavender but deep inside me I knew, I knew he was talking about me.
This was not good, the information he gave today made me think it was too risky. Saying anything about that night accidentally to him would make me a suspect. I was trending on thin ice, and I had to be careful when with him.
I didn't want him to continue talking else I would give myself away so I looked at the laptop. He did not speak and I sighed silently going through the work I did yesterday. True to his word, everything I did on my laptop was saved in his.