Page 54 of Less

LESS

Define stupid.

NOEL

No murder.

LESS

Spoilsport.

NOEL

I'm serious.

LESS

Me too.

Three dots appear again.

NOEL

Bring her home.

Then I’ll let the team off the leash.

LESS

Jesus, Noel.

NOEL

What? They’ve been bored all week. We’ll take care of this asshole, Less.

LESS

Good. I was counting on it. Besides, the team bored? That's somehow more terrifying than some rich asshole with an unhealthy crush.

NOEL

Exactly.

And if it’s him? We'll bury the bastard professionally.

He’s right. We have work to do. If I’m going to find the stalker, to prove it’s Carter, I need to dig deeper.

I lock the screen and set the tablet aside.

Because right now?

Work can wait.

Amanda shifts in her sleep.

Murmurs something softly.

Then blindly reaches out.