Page 82 of The Night Shift
“Why are you asking me all this?”
“Because I think whoever it was that asked you to come to that building tonight, is the same person who asked that man to come there too. I think this person wanted to frame you for the woman’s death in the hopes her little boyfriend would kill you for it. It would explain the gun and his maniacal rage.”
“Why the hell would someone want to frame me for some random woman’s death? And who?”
The nameNate Lawsonflashes in my brain over and over again. “That’s what I can’t seem to figure out. Which is why I thought that if you knew her, we could connect the dots and dish something out.”
A pause.
“I didn’t exactly know the girl, but…”
“But?”
“She did look familiar.”
My eyes narrow. “How so?”
Nothing. Silence.
“Holly.”
She doesn’t so much as glance at me as she pulls the suture tight, the last knot tying the wound shut. “It doesn’t matter. I didn’t know her.”
“Holly, if you won’t open up to me, I’m not going to be able to help you.”
“Good thing I don’t really want your help then.”
“But you need it.”
“What I need is for you to shut the fuck up and leave my apartment before I rip these sutures off again.” She pulls the last length of thread, snapping it between her teeth and stands up. “There. All done. Now leave.”
“No.”
She sits back, her eyes finally meeting mine. “No?”
“No.”
“Theo, you are not staying over.”
“Why not?” My gaze falls to her wrists smeared with my blood.Mine.
“Because you said you’d leave after I fixed you up.”
“Actually, I said no such thing. But I did enjoy feeling your hands all over me.”
“Get out.”
“Not until you tell me why you’re so adamant on me leaving when you’re clearly in danger.”
“Maybe because I don’t want to share a room with my fucking stalker? How about that? Now please, get the fuck out.”
“I need a better reason.”
“Because I said so.”
“That means nothing to me.”
“Because I will kill you if you don’t.”
