Page 413 of Good Boys Don’t Bite

“Nathan said Saint had seven projects.”

Vance’s expression sharpened.

“People?”

“Yes.”

“Names?”

“No.”

“Alive?”

“Three.”

She immediately turned toward Nathan. He looked away. Good. Police finally had something bigger than Elliot’s five murders. Not something that erased them. Something that explained the architecture around them. Vance started issuing orders. Ronan looked at Elliot.

“You told her.”

“Yes.”

“No hesitation.”

“Yes.”

Ronan smiled. Proud again. Elliot looked away.

“Stop.”

“No.”

“I’m literally under arrest.”

“Still.”

“That is a very low bar.”

“I’ve had a rough week.”

Elliot almost laughed. Then Ronan’s expression softened.

“I meant what I said.”

“What?”

“Downstairs.”

Elliot waited.

“I’m not becoming you.”

“I know.”

“And I’m not doing violence for you.”

“I know.”

“But if someone points a gun at me, I reserve the right to be extremely fucking rude.”