“Why don’t you tell us what happened yesterday, Zé?” “You don’t have to tell her anything,” Max cut in. She sat catty-corner from him, so he leaned in and whispered to her, “Would it be better for you if I said nothing?” She grinned at him. “Yes.” Zé leaned back and looked at Charlie. “I’ll tell ya anything you want to know!” Max’s grin faded. “You are such a cat.”
