“He’s really, really pretty,” Peabody said, “and he’s really, really a fuckhead.” “The pretty fuckhead didn’t have anything to do with Campbell going missing—other than piss her off so she was out alone. I’d give him a couple weeks in a cage for that, if I could.” “He wouldn’t last a couple,” McNab muttered. “Exactly.” “You were staring.” He scowled at Peabody as they trooped downstairs. “When he was naked.” “Well, duh. Naked. And built. If he’d been a girl, you’d have been staring.” Eve cast her eyes to the ceiling, quickened her pace from a walk to a jog down the steps. But she could still
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