The sound of several pairs of heavy boots on concrete filled the small silence that had grown between Noah and Juliet as he considered her question. 'Was she your sister?' He wondered how much he ought to divulge. A part of him wanted to tell it all - to start from where it had all left off, to fill her in on the details of the past sixteen years, but -- he knew that was just because of the false sense of familiarity he felt.
Still, it was hard to stop himself. After calling the apartment number to the men, he turned back to the woman.
"No," he shook his head again and lifted his eyes from M- Juliet's face to look out over her head. "She was my girlfriend."