No

"No." You reply. The weight of it all is too much for you to handle. "I'm sorry."

"Its okay." Daniel smiles at you. "Its a lot to handle. I just thought you might be good at this."

You smile. "What made you think that?"

He shrugs. "A gut feeling. Would you like to go home?"

"Please?" You sit back and relax into the seats. You give Daniel your address and he begins the drive to your house.

Its a few months before you hear anything about Erika. She is never found, but Clarice goes on to marry a rich man. It never truly settles in your brain the depth of your experience and you have to quit your job at the restaurant.

You eventually stop thinking about the situation, going on in your life as the soul survivor of the shoot out.