I’d just been fantasizing about whipping two of the knives out of my jacket and flinging them into her double-Ds. “Francesca, this is Cat,” Bones said next, gesturing to me. “She’s with me, so you need not hesitate about speaking freely with her present.” I advanced with something stretching my face that may or may not have been a smile. “Hi. We’re sleeping together.” I heard it come out of my mouth in a detached sort of way, only mildly noticing Spade mutter something about this not being a wise idea and that both of Bones’s eyebrows shot into his hairline.
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