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And if you let her stay …
What would he give?
He laughed once. What would he not give?
CHAPTER 7
Clary groped around the bed, trying to find her phone as it rang for the second time.
Eventually, she located it on the nightstand. “Hello.”
“Clary?” Mr. E said on the other end of the call. “You’re still sleeping?”
“What time is it?”
“Ten-thirty.”
“Sunday, right?”
Mr. E laughed softly on the other end. “Yes. Had a late night?”
“Mmm.” She rubbed her eyes and turned on her back. “Is everything okay?”
“I received some terrible news.”
“I’m sorry. Are you okay?”
Mr. E sighed. “About you, Clary.”
“Huh?” She rubbed her eyes again. “What did I do?”
“It seems Seth requested an expedited DNA test on the body in the morgue.”
“No.” Clary pushed herself up in bed. “No, please no.” She tipped her head back. Jesus, come on. “Ressler’s dead.”
“He isn’t.”
She groaned.
“The police commissioner called me the moment he received the report.”
“It’s kind of rude that he called you instead of Seth.”
“Clary Fiore.”
She ran her hand through her hair. “I’m safe, Mr. E. Seth’s brother is an FBI agent. He’s across the hall from me.” It was almost across the room since the apartment building was like a house with bigger rooms.
“How are things going at the bank?”
It was a simple enough question, but Clary knew Mr. E well enough to know this was just laying the foundation for what he really wanted to ask.
“Ask me in a week or two.”
“Why don’t you start your Christmas break early?”
There it was.
“Come join me. I’m in Thailand. The weather’s warm here, the—”
