Chapter 24 Looks like everyone is lying.

Rogan has nothing for your forty years aunt. Those words kept resounding in her mind as she walked through the spaces between large tables surrounded by drunk guests. “Ma’am.” Ana said, she was approaching her from behind, but Mariama was rather heading to the rest room to wash her face and look in the mirror. She lost so much of her memories, such that though she can remember the name Rogan, she had clearly forgotten whatever they’ve had together in the days before the crash. “Ma’am, someone called your line.” Ana had managed to catch up with her, but she was already at the door to the restroom. She pushed open the door and edged into the restroom without giving Ana attention, but Ana followed her into the restroom. “Did you pick the call for me or did you leave it to waste?” Mariama turned up the sink’s tap and washed her hands before trapping some water in her cupped palm and rinsing her face. “It was an unsaved number…but I picked it and it happened to be that of some kind of a