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“What? No, I didn’t kill anyone.” I furrow my brows at her. “It’d be okay if you did. I have a contact for cleaners.” She shrugs. Sometimes I guess I forget who she is. I mean, I know who she is. But knowing and knowing are two different things. Even if that doesn’t make all that much sense. “Wow. So you wouldn’t help me bury the body? You’d just get rid of it altogether?” “Exactly. Buried bodies can be found. Bodies that don’t exist? Not so much.” “I’m really glad you’re my best friend.

