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Nobody left the shop after Stitch hung up.
Jarek stayed on the phone with the officer handling Kinsley’s case while Marcus joined us through the secured interior door. Nixx wanted the exterior feeds in front of him, so a few minutes later all of us had moved into the clubhouse security room. Benny took the end of the table with his laptop open, adding Kinsley’s cleared station to the timeline while Nixx stood in front of the monitors replaying Razor’s forty seconds of fame like staring hard enough might make the bastard reveal where he went afterward.
It had been nearly an hour.
He was still pissed.
“I’m going to find him,” Nixx said.
Marcus leaned against the table. “Eventually.”
Nixx glanced over his shoulder. “That supposed to make me feel better?”
“Nope.”
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