INTERMISSION
Carolyn
My cell phone wakes me out of a dead sleep. I grab for it blindly and flip it open. I realize it’s Daniels yelling excitedly at me before I manage a belated, “Hello?”
“Moss! Get your a*s up and get moving, you lucky b***h! We just had a giant break in your case!” He’s almost manically excited. “You need to get the goddamn collar before the local PD grabs your guy. I’m having one of our techs email you all the info.”
“Wait, what?” Are you sending me after futile cases deliberately or trying to make a name for yourself through me—or both somehow? I used to think his reasons for sending me after these five men all centered on revenge for me not sleeping with him. But both Prometheus and his own mixed actions say it’s more complicated.
Maybe Daniels has an impulse con
