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You know that, though. “Maybe,” I said. Quentin… Tyler… whoever took another sip of his drink, still smirking at me. Nothing to say? “Yeah. Her presence was enough for me to know that Tyler was in that room. I understand falling for this guy. After handing Tyler his ass and now having a lead on Roger, I was thirsty for more blood, and VanCamp had it coming. “You know what I mean, though,” Tyler said. If it did belong to the drive they were asking me for, then whoever took it was likely linked to Roger and whoever else was responsible for my kidnapping. She leaned into me, buried her head in my chest, and cried. You’ve got six armed guys in this house, so I don’t stand a chance, but I’d be bad at my job if I didn’t at least try to get him out safely.”

I could respect that.