Alex's eyes go flat, and her jaw sets itself into a dangerous way that Richard would have been familiar with if he knew her. It's Alex at her most harsh and bitey and without any of the love that would normally temper such things when she speaks. "Do you want to know what I know about you from my world, Dr. Strand?" Alex's voice is cold and furious. "I know that you're a man who so desperately doesn't want to believe that there's such a thing as a paranormal that you'd do anything to prove that it's not. I know that you're a man whose wife went missing for five days and you were considered the prime suspect in her murder until the cops changed their suspicions to a serial killer who was working in the area. I know that you lie about being married and you attempt to bully anyone who is even open to the possibility beyond what we can prove with your money and your personality. Including me. You're so desperate to disbelieve and disprove things that you use reasoning that doesn't make sense and blame everything on an unhappy marriage just because you had one. You're a man who keeps secrets and tells half-truths at best so you'll have to forgive me if I'm not buying into this bullshit you're trying to sell me, especially when we wake up naked, in bed together and in a place surrounded by what appears to be a happy home."