“Been better, honestly. I was just here to clean a house when I was attacked. Now I’m a witness to a murder, I’m in my underwear—” “Which you look superhot in!” I added. “Not helpful,” Gray hissed in my direction. What did I say wrong? She did look hot. It was a compliment. The woman threw up her hands. “And for the cherry on top, apparently I have a psycho in love with me.” Scythe held up a hand for me to high-five. “Hey, she acknowledged your feelings!”
