CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
I took a moment to absorb what he’d just said. If it were true, it could explain a few things.
“Mind if I get up?” Agent Phipps asked in a mildly aggrieved tone of voice.
Pulled back to reality, I tucked the gun back into my waistband and helped him to his feet.
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