Cold ReadTrivialDC6Whoever's on the other end of that call surely knows what this 'gap' is all about.
Cold ReadTrivialDC7Strands of her long, dark hair falling through his fingers as he pulls his hand away from her.
Cold ReadTrivialDC7Deceptively blank. Just behind, his perfect memory ticks and whirs like ancient clockwork.
Cold ReadTrivialDC7A casual intimacy to the interrogators' posture, slouched toward each other. They're partners.
