The other day, I spoke to the FBI on the phone. It was the real FBI – I verified the number. They wanted to know about a john who flew me to his house in the Virgin Islands in 2020. The john is being investigated by the FBI in California for trafficking. This is all I know. I doubt any of the information I gave was useful to them.
I actually feel a little guilty for feeling excited about calling them back. I know I should not feel this way, but some little part of me feels like a snitch. But, it is the FBI’s job to investigate really bad crimes. So, I think I did the right thing. Besides, he was just a john.
Things We Forget 
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