“Two years.”

“Two years.” Melissa’s mouth went flat. “Everybody thinks I’m brave. My friends think I’m brave. There’s a woman at work who tells the story to new hires.

And the actual thing I did, Daniel, was leak a medical photograph of a minor to four newsrooms in nine minutes without asking anybody, and then let a seventeen-year-old spend two years thinking it was a stranger.”

She looked up.

“Does she know you came here?”

“No.”