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“Then who the fuck is this woman?”

Chaos.

Beautiful blonde chaos.

Someone who may also be crazy.

But I’m not telling him that.

I open my mouth... but no words come out.

I can’t say it.

“McConnell.”

But I fucking have to.

“Callie Quinn.”

“You got her full name?”

“Yes.”

“She get yours?”

“No.”

I don’t tell him I gave her my first name. I’m in enough fucking trouble.

“Her address?”

“Yes.”

“Phone?”

“No.”

Bishop pauses.

“Why do you know her full name and address but not her phone number?”

Don’t ask.

“Roman.”

Shit. He’s using my first name.

“I need an answer.”

Why’d you have to fucking ask that?

“How long were you at her house?”

I close my eyes. “A few hours.”

The silence is loud. So fucking loud.

“Did you fuck her?”