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“Shit. Shit. Shit. What the hell do I do with her?”
“Don’t hurt her,” I warn him.
“So invite her in for tea?” he deadpans.
“If she’s there alone, that means she’s there to help us. Just see what she wants. And I mean it; don’t hurt her.”
“Great. I’ll just make nice with the FBI while you’re killing a deputy and a judge,” he says dryly.
“Exactly,” I say before hanging up on him.