He knew things about me that I had not told him.
This was not, in itself, surprising. Oversight work required comprehensive knowledge of the people within its jurisdiction, and the files that documented my professional history were not sealed from the office that had assigned me the case. But there is a difference between knowing that someone has read your file and knowing what they concluded from it, and on the second morning in Gangneung, with the sea light coming through the guesthouse windows and the sound of the waves present in every quiet moment, I found I wanted to know the conclusions.
