It felt weird, being here in Clo's space, knowing her secret. It was also hard to play dumb, but I was taking Molly's advice and trying not to jump to conclusions like I always do. Not until I had some sort of proof anyway.
"What's the most badass thing you've ever done?" I asked her when we were in bed, as I lay on my side, propped up on one hand, rubbing my still-warm bottom with the other (gotta love bedtime spankings).
Clo was on her back, staring at the ceiling. I noticed her breathing get shallow for a split second (ok, it might've been my imagination, who knows) before she responded. "I'm not much of a badass..."
"Bullshit... you just want to seem all innocent. C'mon, tell me."
She let out an uncomfortable giggle. "Okay, but you can't tell anyone."
"Like who? Sergeant Douche?" I laughed, hearing him snoring in the other room. "He snoozes, he loses."
[[[no idea how she's going to answer this]]]
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I suspected that if Izaak was any good as an FBI agent, he'd already know about Clo. But I'd had no luck with extracting info from her, and Izaak seemed harder to crack.
Maybe Molly's right and I'm just jumping to conclusions.
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