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I walked out into the main room and stood about ten feet away from me.

He looked over at me, irritated and irate.

“I’m sorry I ruined everything,” I said.

His eyes softened, but he didn’t say anything.

“I’m gonna go. I just… I wanted you to know I had an amazing time last night. One of the best nights of my life.” (That part was true, at least.) “And I’m sorry I ruined it.”

I turned towards the door.

“You didn’t ruin it,” he said.

Bingo.

I smiled sadly over my shoulder, like Thanks for lying, but we both know the truth. “Yeah I did. I know, ‘cause I’ve done it before.”

I turned and started walking.

His boots thudded quickly over the floor, quicker than my footsteps. I felt his hand grab my arm, spin me around –

And then he was kissing me.

For a moment, everything was blotted out.

Ali… the photograph… all the unpleasantness of the last five minutes.

Then I remembered the possibility that I was kissing her killer, and my insides went cold.

He pulled away a few seconds later and looked me in the eye. “Stay.”

I put a hand on his chest. “I should go.”

He searched my eyes. “You alright?”

I shrugged like, I fucked up – how am I supposed to feel?

“I’ll call you later,” he said.

I nodded sadly, like I appreciated him saying it, but we both knew better.

“Bye,” I whispered, and walked out the front door.

5

Imade it out of his neighborhood before the shakes hit.

I had to park the car because I began to shake uncontrollably.

I thought I’d done pretty damn well, considering. My first deep undercover assignment, and I’d passed with flying colors. Not only had I found a huge clue, but I’d established that Jack hadn’t slept with…

…with…

I started to cry. To sob uncontrollably.

Because my cousin was dead.

Because I’d found her photograph on his wall.

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