“You’re not necessary for this part,” Nash told him. Knox bared his teeth. “You want me to leave, gonna have to make me.” “I’m sorry. He’s been like this all morning,” I explained to Nash. “Honey, he’s been like this his entire life,” the chief countered. It didn’t hit me until they turned identical glares on each other. “You’re brothers, aren’t you?” “No shit,” Knox grumbled. “Sure are,” Nash said, turning his full wattage grin on me. “I’m the good one.” “Just do your fucking job,” Knox said. “Oh, now you want me to do my job. You can see how I’d be confused since—” “Gentlemen,” I cut in.
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