SIN
I watch the two-man and wrinkle my brows when Vince freezes, his hand hanging in the air, and his expression changing from a grimace to a disturbed one— almost painful— which makes me curious about this Karina.
"Oh, she is. I didn't hear anything, and I guess that's because it's none of my interest. " He shrugs, his voice bizarre.
"Vincent, I—" Sinclair starts but he cuts him off, saying, "I don't think we should speak about people of the past, dude. " A tensed silence settles between them and Vincent moves to the other side while I turn my gaze to Sinclair.
"Who's Karina?" I question and he shakes his head; the words stumbling from his mouth the least of what I expected. "Someone I used to