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“You’re coming?” I ask him.

“Yeah.”

“Why?”

“Because either it’s about Drew, or it’s about the case. Eitherway, I’m involved.”

Well, I can’t argue with him about that.

I’m sitting in front of the lake. Z had just gone inside to put the van keys away when Collins pulls up next to me.

He looks around as he gets out of the car.

“Why did you need me to meet you?”

“I needed to show you this.” He hands me a tablet.

“What? What is it?”

“Shit,” he mutters as he glances back over where Z stalks back over towards us. “Press play. I’m gonna try to keep him back.” And he’s walking over to Z. “Don’t watch it!”

I know Z well enough to know it just enrages him when he says it.

“It’s my goddamn sister.”

As he says it, the screen comes up. Drew’s hands are cuffed, hooked over her head as she rides me in the cruiser’s backseat.

“How the fuck did you get this!?”I shout at Collins.

“What the fuck is it?”Z’s charging at me.

“Don’t watch it!” Collins is shouting at Z again, and I know it’s for my safety.

“You don’t fucking tell me what to do!” Z snaps at him, turning around and towering over him.

“Zane!”He knows the severity of the situation by me using hisreal name. “I’ll tell you what it is in just a minute, but believe him when he says don’t watch it.”

He turns and looks at me, but before I tell him, I look back at Collins.

“How’d you get this?”

“Someone sent it around the station this morning. They sent it to me by accident.”

“Fuck,” I groan out as I lean back against his car. “It’s a video from the backseat of my cruiser the week before you got arrested.”

“Why would…” he pauses, cutting his eyes and looking at me.

“I had disabled all the cameras, but apparently one got kicked back on.”

“Kicked ba —” his eyes growing wide. “You fucked my sister in acop car.”

“I did.” I nod my head quickly. “And not gonna lie, 0 regrets.”

“And now the entire precinct has seen you railing my sister?”

“I’m not gonna say what I really want to, but yes.”

Z just gives me a questioning look.