“Well, next time you want to blow some of it, take me along. Marie’s always saying I dress like a slob.” He went back to his report. Cam watched him for a moment. The “up front” money Deems had given her had paid for her new clothes and bike. And the vacation in Puerto Rico…well, she still couldn’t prove she hadn’t been there.
Poor Russ. Cam knew she was using him and she wanted to take him for a drink and spill her guts to him. She still didn’t feel right lying to him. But he couldn’t know what was really happening. Her life could depend on what he did or didn’t say about what she was about to do.
She looked back at her report, feeling guilty. She didn’t want to leave too much for Russ to have to wade through when she was no longer his partner. Maybe tonight she’d take him out for a ride on the Harley. Now,she thought, I’d better get some use out of it before they have to take it away from me. I wish it really was mine.
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