"You were fifteen? How old was your dad's friend?" He looks calm, but you can see that it's just the calm before the storm. Price is furious. But not with you. "When it happened, how old was he?"

It's eery, the way everyone went silent when you made your joke, saying something about how you slept with your dad's friend when you were fifteen. You didn't think it was a big deal.

Price took you to his office, sat you down on the couch, made you comfortable, got tea, before asking questions.