Chapter 5
Reid kept up with him, saying, “He might start looking at you as the killer, if he’s done his homework.”
“What the hell does that mean?” Michael said angrily, even as his stomach clenched.
Instead of replying to the question, Reid said, “Why don’t we find somewhere less public to talk?”
“I’ll pass. Why don’t you take what you thinkyou know and vamoose out of my life?”
“Four years in prison,” Reid replied quietly.
Michael swallowed hard. If the detective finds out about that, and why…”There’s a coffee shop in the next block,” he said, not looking at Reid as he started to walk in that direction.
Reid stayed beside him, even holding the door for Michael when they got there. They ordered coffee and found a table far enough away from the few other customers that no one could overhear them.
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