“But he never does anything without a reason.” “When I asked you if you knew something I didn’t, you lied to me.” “I didn’t lie. I just didn’t volunteer information. I didn’t want you to worry.” I wasn’t worried. When Curran got here, I intended to trip him, sit on him, and shake him until he explained this thing to me. So far, he’d let her stand naked next to him, he’d let her hunt with him, he’d let her finish his kills—whatever the fuck that meant—and in the past twenty-four hours he’d spent more time listening to her than he had speaking to me.
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