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change because of his work and not because I made it obvious. The detective tilted his head as he watched me. This wasn't happening. The police station really needed to invest in good ve

uld feel the detective's eyes on me, but I didn't dare look up. We were discussing this for the last five minutes. "I think you've made that pretty clear," he told me with an amused tone. - Let's continue. "Okay," I whispered. - What is your name? - The detective asked, and my heart skipped a beat. There was a significant pause, and before he could understand, I decided to take matters into my own hands. I raised my hand and tried to smile at Clark, but it looked more like a grimace. God, I was the stupid girl chasing him. - Hey, Clark. - My voice sounded weak even to my own ears. I was waving like an idiot, and the two men just stared at me. The detective was looking at Clark now with a raised eyebrow, and Clark tilted his head as he looked at me. Yes, he doesn't remember me. I sighed. Before he could figure it out, the door opened once more. The handsome man who was with Mayor Skeevy came in and his nose didn't look good. My damn bad. Since I wasn't handcuffed, I stood up and turned to the handsome man who was scowling at me. "I'm sorry, it was an accident," I told him when I saw the red drops of blood on his crisp white shirt. He looked at me. - You threw a bottle at my nose. - Sorry! I panicked," I whined. - Who throws a bottle at a man who is trying to help them? This took me by surprise. - Were you trying to help me? - I played. He gave me an exasperated look. - How should I know that? I thought you were trying to kidnap me! - Kidnap you? - he mocked. - Yes, why else would you try to pick up a woman in a strip club? -Strip club? - Clark no longer-love-of-my-life asked. The Man with the Broken Nose looked like he was going to say more, but his upper lip trembled as if he was fighting a smile. He then looked past me to Detective Dex and Clark as he pointed his finger at me. - I don't know her, but I don't think I could handle her and Freya together. The detective laughed. That name sounded familiar, but I didn't know where. - Freya has been good. Now that she's dealt with Bethany, there's nothing left for her to do," the detective stated. Without thinking, I looked back at Clark and the detective. - Bethany Vails? The detect