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Frozo didn’t say anything.

“I fucking know I fucked up.”

“Then stop making it worse.”

I dropped back onto the couch.

For a minute, neither one of us said anything.

Then I laughed bitterly.

“Levin knew.”

Frozo’s eyebrows pulled together.

“Knew what?”

I looked at him.

“About the case.”

Frozo went still.

That was different.

He knew exactly what I meant.

“How?”

“I don’t know.”

Frozo leaned back slowly.

“Fuck.”

“Yeah.”

“When you find out?”

“Same day I found out about Sam.”

“And what he say?”

“He ain’t say much.”

I rubbed my jaw.

“Just enough.”

Frozo looked uncomfortable now.

“Maybe you need to leave that shit alone.”

I laughed.

“Leave what alone?”

“All of it.”