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“That depends Are you here because you used all your federal governht be?”

I didn’t need her to answer, but if I did, the guilty look she wore before she glanced away told

“Maybe”

“Oh, come on now, Addison Let’s start with a little honesty”

She folded her ar from a man whose entire life is about a distinct lack of honesty”

“How so?” It was a cop’s point of view, I knew, but still, her words had me curious “What do I do that’s dishonest?”

“You sell drugs”

“I don’t sell anything but the best damn shepherd’s pie in all of Nevada and loads of booze But if people didn’t want drugs, dealers wouldn’t have a thriving business, noould they? Maybe it’s tiulate what people did with their bodies”

“I’ policy with you, Jasper”

I threw u more than a way to keep the private prison industry in business, but you’re not here to talk about that” No, she was too itchy, too nervous to be here for anything but business “You have an answer for me”

Addison nodded reluctantly Her drooping shoulders and hangdog expression told me the answer before she did “I do I want to find my father”

“And the money?”

“I’ll take the money just in case you decide to fuck me over, but what I want, what I need, is my father”

“That’s bullshit, but I’ll let it slide since we have a deal”

Thank fucking Jesus It was about goddamn time I started to clean so the way Beck’s blue eyes went round and wide as if I would push her up against the wall and fuck her like she wanted me to Instead, I held a hand out to her

“Right?”

Another reluctant nod passed in a moment of silence before Beck put her smaller hand in mine