CHAPTER 40
Clara's pov
I couldn't help the smile that spread on my face. I actually had no hope that he'd give us anything, but he did.
Spencer just stared at me like I had grown two heads, his eyebrow raised.
“I can't believe you got him to tell us something and without.. violence.”
I nodded. “You don't need to do that every time.” I didn't know why I would be telling him this; he was violent for a living now.
Spencer gave me a look that showed he didn't understand.
I let out a sigh. “Nevermind, let's just go.”
“You really are something else, Clara.” He said slowly, but I caught onto it.
The ride back was silent.
Spencer was seated beside me, looking out the window like the world outside offended him. I think he was just upset that he didn't snap a poor man's neck. Typical.
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