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River sighed and stretched, groaning a bit when her back throbbed in protest. "First, I thought this was about my mom, but the way things are getting all tangled up, I think there is much more in to it. This got something to do with-"
"Me."
River scrunched up her face. What did he have to do with any of this?
"Because I saved your life a year ago or because my mom's defending your informant?" She asked, quirking an eyebrow.
"No, it's because-"
The door was pushed open and Susan Johnson walked in, with a bag of what must have be the muffin and the small box of chocolate milkshake in her hand.
"Mr. Adesso." She smiled as she walked over, setting the food down on the coffee table.
River could already smell the muffin. Yum.
"Where's Valerie?" She asked,
