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MIKE: Shut the fuck up. Not like that. She got the info.
CARSON: Shit. Sorry.
MIKE: Call me tomorrow. I’m going to see the pimp.
CARSON: You sure that’s smart?
MIKE: No.
I tossed my phone back on the desk, not wanting to discuss my intentions with Carson. He threw all his ethics out the window when his woman was captured and held hostage in an underage hard-porn studio, and almost raped by her filthy excuse for an ex-husband. And I wouldn’t do the same?
Damn right, I was going to see the pimp.
