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“Oh, so now you think I’m both in on whatever this is and also a killer?” “I don’t know you, Jon. You just showed up on my doorstep. You sure as hell haven’t earned my trust.” “Well, you haven’t earned mine either,” she shot back. “So the fact that I didn’t let the cops or CID arrest you carries no weight with you? That I gave you your g*n back? That I backed your story with them? That I haven’t slapped you in cuffs? None of that earned me even a bit of trust in your eyes?” The anger quickly receded from her features and was replaced with embarrassment. “I appreciate that, Herbert , I really do. Me being arrested would not be good.” “Certainly not good for you. And whoever else is behind you at INSCOM. And that could include a lot of folks,” he said provocatively. She slumped down in

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