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He resisted the urge to chuckle It’d only piss her off more

“And you live in New York,” he casually co at your estate on Long Island this evening You rented a suite at the Plaza Hotel”

A chill visibly skittered through her “You knohere I live? Where I intended to stay tonight?”

“That is my job, Ms Kane”

“What do I have to do to prove to you that I know absolutely nothing about what you’re talking about?”

“There’s only one way to prove you’re innocent”

“Fuck you, Castillo,” she snapped “I am innocent”

“Then hand over your laptop”

She gasped “Oh, my God Oh…my God” Her eyes widened “Holy shit No Sooo, no”

“It’s imperative,” he insisted, now deathly serious

She was equally grave as she retorted, “Not In A Fucking Million”

His gaze locked with hers “Co… We can do this the hard way, or we can do this my way Just let me see your computer”

Tears suddenly sprang to her emerald eyes “Absolutely not, Castillo Not ever My entire life is on that computer”

“I can have a judicial order waiting for us e land, allowing me to seize all assets and—”

“You wouldn’t! You son of a bitch,” she hissed out “Every single piece of me…is on that laptop I cannot…even…fathom…”