Conrad took a deep breath and looked up. He looked like he was trying to get lost in the stars, trying to find someone in the vast expanse. Then turning towards David he said,
"June 11, 1995."
"That was the day when Akira's parents got killed."
"But as far as I know, her parents got killed in a car accident. What did you have to do with any of it?"
David asked impatiently.
Conrad jerked his head off, trying to erase the horrid image of the past and said,
"Before coming back to New York, I was in Michigan."
"Yes, I am aware of it. You wanted a simple life and you were a basketball coach in some state-funded school. But let's not deviate from the topic. It's not like we have infinite time in our hands."
Seeing him getting impatient, Conrad smiled and said,
"I was never a basketball coach in my entire life. I never taught in any high school for that record."
"Then where were you all these years? What were you doing?"
