Royce grinned. “No, Squirrel. She’s an inmate.” Well, fuck. “Oh. Um. What did she do?” He drew a deep breath and released it with a heavy exhale. “According to her? Nothing. According to the state? Mass homicide so…she’s in there for life. Fun fact, I was actually born in prison.” My jaw dropped. “What? Royce, you ass, you can’t give me mind-blowing information about yourself while I’m focusing on not hurting your sexy car! What the fuck?”
