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I’ the bedrooed clothes She has on a beanie Probably sweats and a hoodie"

"Holy shit," he says "She’s got balls"

"She’s got brains," I correct, stepping into the closet and toeing off ear

"Hold on," he says "I’et the word out"

He starts talking to Nick and by the time he turns his attention back to me I’ve pulled on sweats, a black T-shirt, and a hoodie "Nick’s getting the word out to the teae to the hotel and try to get a handle on when and how she left the building, if she did"

"She has," I say, grabbing my socks and shoes "And I know her better than anyone I’oing to jog in the direction of her apartment"

"And if she decides to come back to you? Then what?"

"She has a key that she’s proven she’s willing to use," I reround"

"If she’s not underground already, she wantsnow"

I end the call, part of rim repeat in my mind Where are you? I’d asked And her reply had been a confident: Somewhere you won’t find me Undeterred, I head for the door

She’s smart, but she’s failed to understand that I don’t lose Not my cases Not Brandon Enterprises Not the wo that ever happened to me or the worst

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