“You will not be playing with Zelle,” Micah said. I feigned being hurt with a pouted lip and puppy eyes. “I mean it, Goliath. If you so much as breathe in her direction, I will ensure you do not leave your cell even to shower.” I raised my brow, curious now as to why this little thing beside him would make him so protective. “And that’s Detective Quinn to you. I am not some rookie who makes idle threats. You don’t know me anymore.” “Did I ever actually know you, you lying fuck?”
