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Chelsea. It's fucking absurd. God knows
I have every right to, but I didn't.
My friend Samantha Taylor bursts
through the door, her cheeks flushed.
“My God, Sin, what on earth? Wait,
say nothing.” She puts up a finger to still
me. “Officers, I’d like a word with my
client.”
Willis and Jameson stand. Jameson
looks from me to Sam. "We'll be right
outside." He holds my gaze for too long,
