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Wordlessly, she reached for the remote and clicked on the TV The twenty-four-hour news channel flashed up Melinda’s picture Next to hers was a picture of me

No

Fucking hell, no

I sat forward, setting my drink down on the coffee table I felt sick

Beth hovered over me, her eyes fully of worry “Are you okay, Coop? You don’t look too good,” she said uneasily

“What have they been saying?” I asked, burying my head in my hands

“Just that you’re the escort as last with Melinda” She coughed “And that I aht to be a client of yours”

“Fuck,” I groaned “Shit, Beth, I’m so sorry”

“You’re sorry? Coop, I’ot a picture of us in that coffee shop They also have surveillance of you going into Melinda’s room,” she added meekly

“How the hell did they get that?” I exploded angrily

“Sa Someone out toLook, I don’t give a da to ruin my reputation,” she said dryly

“This is bad” I sighed No wonder Lucy had looked at ely

“Is there anything I can do?” asked Beth, her eyes full of sadness

I shook my head I didn’t see what anyone could do

Oh, shit Mia