"Wh-what?" said Tristan, utterly at a loss as to what was going on now. Her words made no sense to him. The questions were like questions that maybe a four year old would ask. He had just come from evaluating a criminal who, though not insane, certainly had issues. Had he just run into another one?

He took the book. "Yes, it means the book. And the money." He could hear the coins in her pocket, though he could not prove they were his of course.