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“That confirms it. You were mugged. No one goes anywhere without their phone nowadays. So before you stumbled down that alleyway,where I bonked you—” She said that last bit quick and quiet, as if trying to gloss over it. “Someone stole all of your essentials—wallet, phone, keys.”
“I do have a key,” I told her.
She twisted her lips.“Akey? As in just one?”
“Just one.”
“That’s even weirder. One key means it’s your house key. You have to use public transportation and have no one—friend, neighbor— who trusts you enough to have you as their backup key person. Can I see it?”
No one trusted me? More likely I hid my keys, my wallet, and my phone in a lockbox somewhere to ensure whoever was after me didn’t find them. My head was still too foggy to navigate. When the swelling settled, I’d have my truths.
I set the key on the table between us so Morgan could examine it. It was possible she’d recognize where the key unlocked a locker.
Morgan’s lips turned up on the sides. “I used to have this same troll, except he wasn’t a keychain.”
She wiggled her finger in the troll’s purple hair, then turned her attention to the key. “Looks like an old car key.”
Hmm. I hadn’t considered that. Again she’d offered a theory that could help me figure out the information I was missing.
“See that little H on the black part? It belongs to a Hyundai.”
I checked the mark she pointed to. It looked more like a slanted line in a circle than an H to me.
“Maybe you left your wallet in your car,” she said. “You don’t happen to remember what model of car you drive, do you?”
“No.”
“Yeah, that’d be too easy. Too bad you don’t have one of those clickers, where you could make the car honk and then we could follow the sound. Boop.” She pressed down on the troll’s belly.
Something shot out of its feet. It appeared to be the end of a USB drive.
“That’s interesting,” she said.
I snatched the key from the tabletop and shoved them back into my pocket.
“Did you know it did that?” Morgan asked. “My troll certainly never did.”
“I didn’t know,” I said. What was on the drive? Possibly nothing, possibly valuable information I’d lost my memory for. This could be the reason someone was after me. That sense of danger still prickled at the edges of my consciousness.
“What if the secret to your identity is on that drive?” Morgan asked.
It could be. It was impossible to know without a computer. I shrugged, as if it was nothing, instead of everything.
“How can you not be more enthusiastic about this? How can you not be as desperate as I am to find out who you are?”
“When I find out something exciting, I’ll be excited. Until then, there’s no reason to get worked up.”
“This is weirder than you putting blueberries in your coffee,” she said, squinting at me once more. She leaned back and crossed her arms just under her breasts, pushing them slightly upward and out. “It’s almost like you don’t want to know the truth.”
I leaned forward as far as she’d leaned back. “Control is important to me.”
“Sounds like you know more about yourself than you let on.”
“Certain truths transcend memory loss. I might not know my name, but I know who I am, and I won’t put on a show of emotion I don’t feel for you or anyone else.”
She dropped her arms. “I don’t like liars.”
“I’m not lying.”
