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were her jam and hadn’t looked back ever since.

“It’s not morbid,” she said. “There was a note down the woman’s throat,” she said. “I had to see

if I could get it without causing much damage. I did. Thank God I have long fingers.”

“Was she killed?” I asked curiously.

“No,” she said. “Well, not that I’m aware of. She killed herself. She swallowed her suicide note

accidentally when she hung herself.”

That was sad.

Really, really sad.

“Damn,” I said. “That’s sucky.”

“Yeah.” Katy sounded distracted. “What the hell was Theo doing there?”

I gave her an instant replay of my night, ending with how he’d followed me outside.

In fact, as I turned to survey the parking lot, I saw him leaning against his department-issued

vehicle just staring at me.

I put the car into drive and drove off, happy when he was no longer in my line of sight.

“I’m done, Katy-did,” I said softly. “I’m not going to swim in that particular pool anymore.”

Katy snorted. “Theo’s a good guy, but I’ve been telling you for a while that he’s a bit of a dick. I never realized it before, but holy shit. Logan’s really shown me what it’s like to love someone

unconditionally. I didn’t even feel a single bit of that when Theo and I went on our first couple of dates.” She paused. “When Logan took me out, I had these butterflies. They just filled my stomach so completely whenever he looked at me or was near.”

“Do you still get butterflies?” I wondered as I made my way through the still-busy streets of San

Antonio.

“Yes,” she said. “Sometimes I just find myself looking at him, or thinking about him…” She

sighed.

“You’re kind of disgusting,” I admitted.

She snickered.

“How many more days do you have?” she asked then.

I looked at my watch.

“One, officially,” I admitted. “I was going to give them the cursory two weeks’ notice but… I

don’t think I want to stay here anymore.”

My sister’s swift inhale had me smiling.

“Can we come up this weekend and help you move home? Please say yes.” She practically

begged.

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