It had been a fairly futile attempt at reclaiming even the smallest bit of control. His grip around his profile page tenses. Everything, from the very start, has been a lie, and he wishes someone would give him clear answers for once.

Greg swallows hard. "I think it's... it's pretty darn crazy. S-sir." He glances down at the page, at his unconscious picture. What did he used to look like? "That anyone would go through all this trouble for some Top 40 hits."