Confrontation (3) [Christian POV]

"Then show me this evidence. If you're so desperate to convince me of something so asinine, then at least try to prove it." Leslie's words came with a tinge of ridicule. I could immediately tell that she didn't believe me, even thinking that I was crafting an elaborate story to fool her. 

My confidence decreased while the panic increased. 

There was no evidence. I could tell her how Zach was stalking Karl and the sketchy dealings he had at the ports, but that didn't prove anything. 

My head began to explode with pain from my constant, desperate attempts to remember the night of the auction event. 

I know I found something there that night. That has to be the case!

A few moments went by, and I still couldn't produce any evidence. Leslie's patience was running thin, and I felt like the ticking time bomb was on its last few seconds before Leslie would turn around and walk out of my life.