128 SUNSHINE AND SUNSHINE PROTECTOR

He looked around the restaurant before bringing out a flash drive. “This… is it.” She rolled her eyes. “Could you please not be so dramatic? It makes it feel as though we're friends or something. It's an empty restaurant so there's no need for you to look around,” she told him as she reached for the flash drive. He withdrew his hand, wiggling his finger in her face. “First, I can be dramatic for all I care. Two, I'm not handing this over to you until you hand me the only copy of the recording.” “I can't do that,” she told him with a shrug. “I said I wasn't going to let the recording affect you, not that I will give it to you. Rather than release it online, I'll only show it to her family members.” Displeasure crossed his face at the news. “Why should I trust someone who refuses to give me her name?” “Why should I trust there's anything tangible inside of that drive?” She raised her brow. “I came prepared,” he told her as he brought out his phone and inserted the drive