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“But aren’t you coming over to see him?”

I paused. “What?”

“Doc is going to be here anytime now. He’s supposed to be removing the IV you already ripped out and checking your condition.”

“I’m fine,” I replied.

“Then why do you need to call him?”

Pip snatched the phone from my hand. “Haz, it’s me. Sorry about that. I’ll make sure Hiro comes over to see the doctor. I had to recover his stitches, but I probably did a bad job.”

“You did not,” I argued.

“Okay. Yeah,” he said into the line, acting like I didn’t even speak. “Maybe you can come over for lunch—No! I can come to the Neon Reef and help clean up the shop so you can get it back open.”

“You aren’t cleaning,” I barked. Like hell I’d let him cleanup a murder scene.

Rett giggled into the speaker. “I know.”

I squinted.

“Okay, see you later.” He began to lower the phone, but Haz called out again. “Yeah?” he asked after he pressed it back to his ear.

As he listened, his lips curled in and his cheeks turned pink.

Up to no good.That’s what that look was about. “What’s he saying?”

“Nothing!” he said quickly.Too quickly.

See? Sketchy.

“You’re sure,” he whispered. Then, “Okay. I will.” I grabbed for the phone, but he was quicker. “Gotta go!” he squealed and ended the call.

“What was that?” I demanded.

“What?” he asked innocently. Even batted those lashes.

“That hushed convo you just had in front of me.”

He shrugged. “Oh, nothing.”

“Thatnothinghad the vibes ofa black market organ on Craigslist.”

His eyes rounded. “You can buy black market organs on Craigslist?”

“Mm-hmm,” I agreed. “They get delivered in an unmarked white van.”

“Isn’t that illegal?” Pip asked.

“Askme how I know.”

“How do you know?” he whispered.

“Like hell I’d tell you that!” I announced. “I like your innocence. We’re going to keep that.”

He rolled his eyes like I was foolish. But he was the foolish one if he thought I’d tell him about the time I’d intercepted a van filled with organs that were harvested from unwilling donors in less-than-desirable conditions… He’d have nightmares for months, maybe years.

He held the phone out for me, but I shook my head. “I told you to keep it until I get you one.”