(In the background, the shadow of the ghost of Riggs in his fedora covers the body of Britt, his former lover and murderer, like a heavy blanket. She shudders and makes another New Year’s resolution, three months late. No – make it a forever resolution: always have an alibi, at every instant, now and now. Never let yourself slip, because you know what will happen. Perspiration moistens her forehead, and she wonders how long it will take to be not like this.)⠀