Veronica nodded, the movement barely perceptible in her reluctance to do anything that might end the touch. "Sounds right," she said quietly. If there was such a movie, she had a feeling she'd have to be careful with the shelf. After months with Sam, though, and long after the fact of their relationship, she had still managed to hold back and never watch, except for the one time she'd stumbled on him by chance. Seeing him die had taken away any lingering desire to cheat and watch anyway. She wasn't looking to repeat the experience. "Teenage girl in search of revenge turns detective. Nancy Drew abandoned. Neo-noir. Very clever, I hear."