Page 153 of Good Boys Don’t Bite

“No, Elliot, the point is Lucas is dead and apparently told someone you fucking scared him.”

Elliot's anger flashed.

“So now I'm guilty because I told a piece of shit to stop distributing private videos?”

“I didn't say guilty.”

“You keep building the sentence and then pretending you didn't finish it.”

Ronan's face hardened.

“Because you keep hiding shit.”

Silence. There. The fracture widened. Elliot looked away. Ronan lowered his voice.

“Did you threaten Mason?”

“No.”

“Did you threaten Lucas beyond what you just told me?”

“No.”

“Did you follow him?”

“No.”

“Did you meet him after?”

“No.”

“Did he contact you?”

Elliot paused. Wrong. Ronan saw it.

“Fuck.”

Elliot closed his eyes briefly.

“One time.”

“When?”

“After.”

“After you threatened him?”

“Yes.”

“What did he say?”

“He told me to mind my own business.”

“That it?”

“Yes.”

Ronan held his gaze. Elliot waited. Then Ronan looked away. He believed that part. Good.