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“That was fast on the rooh to touch him

“Ethan and the others are handling it We all decided it would suck if you needed help keeping your prisoner in human form and none of us was here to help”

Deputy Frankie was on the landline phone She put the receiver to her shoulder to say, “Everyone else is out on calls I’ the prisoners”

I realized the door to the cell area was open so she could be at the desk and see into the other space, though ood view

I could hear Angel’s voice She was sitting in the little hallway on the chair that Frankie had been using when she was on guard duty earlier She was leaning forward and talking to either Bobby or Troy; it was hard to tell which fro that one of theh that usually meant the joke wasn’t nearly as funny as it was meant to be Either a lot of woh atI’d never been socially conditioned as a girl for h, and I nize when others did

Deputy Frankie hung up the phone and glanced back into the hallway Maybe Angel’s flirting wasn’t really aiel dated bothMaybe she had a thing for women in uniform?

“We need to ask Bobby a few more questions,” I said

The phone rang, and Frankie waved us through the open door while she took the call Angel stood up as alked into the cellblock Did two cells count as a block? She s seele she put into her hips as she swayed toward us in her pencil skirt

“I know the rules: The sheriff lets us sit with Bobby, but we’re not allowed to be in on any official police business like questioning the prisoners” Angel wiggled her eyebrows as she said the last word like it was sohty

Olaf and I frowned at her as she left I don’t knohat he was thinking, but I still didn’t like her and Pierettethemselves bait for him I closed the door between us and the office for what privacy it offered Everyone outside except for the deputy was a wereanimal The door was thick, but I wasn’t sure it was that thick Since I’d have let Angel stay in the room, I really wasn’t worried about it I’d closed the door because I’d made the deal with Leduc that only the people with official badges would be involved in official businesslike interrogations

Bobby and Troy were sitting as close as the cells would allow, visiting through the shared cell bars They looked at Olaf andin their expressions that told me they were on the sa didn’t seem to apply anymore Maybe it was their shared history, or maybe they’d bonded because one of them had nearly killed the other one Men can bond over soe stuff Of course,else to do but talk to each other, and I was just overthinking it Yeah, probably that

“What’s wrong?” Bobby asked He startedto the front of his cell

“Why do you think anything is wrong?” I asked

“You look gri at us He went pale, and his voice was a little breathy as he asked, “Are you going to kill me now?”

I shook my head