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There was more deja vu the next morning when Harlow asked Noon to swing by the coffee shop to grab pastries and coffee before they went to Bale’s. Different apartment, different patient, but they’d held this kind of vigil before.
“I’m just saying the apartment was spotless before my arrest,” she said, leading the way up the stairs. “You guys can’t keep anything clean.”
“And I’m saying it pisses Maze off when we don’t pick up.”
“So, you do it on purpose? You do it to piss off Maze? Is that the excuse you’re trying to sell?”
Opening Bale’s front door, they went inside to find Ryske lying on the couch under the window on the opposite side of the room. He had a foot on the floor and an arm outstretched, hanging in midair like he’d just flopped down.
The closer they got, she noticed hi
