She sits back, and yes, the anger in his voice hurts.

'Gene, I know...' She has to swallow again, trying find the right words. 'I know you have to forget in order to -- do what you do. But I can't. I can't forget it.'

Her breath hitches, and there's real fear in her voice. She can barely get the words out.

'I'm dead. I took a bullet in the brain. My little girl is...'

She sucks in a breath, and holds it, clenching her eyes shut.