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By that evening, Red Mesa had produced nothing dramatic enough to satisfy Nixx.
The detective had confirmed he was still working the lead. Jarek had explained twice that public records did not move faster because somebody stared at their phone aggressively, and Benny had threatened to hide Nixx’s phone in the freezer if he refreshed the group thread again.
Nixx looked at him from the couch. “Why the freezer?”
“Because you’d look everywhere normal first.”
“That’s actually smart.”
“I know.”
I sat between them with my legs tucked beneath me, watching the men I loved debate the most efficient way to deprive one of them of electronics.
Millie was spending the night at the clubhouse with Sable, Charlie, and Hannah before her early art class tomorrow. She had claimed sleeping there wou
