Page 130 of Creeping Beautiful

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Does he have a name, Indie?

Mmm-hmm.

What is his name?

Carter.

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I don’t know a Carter, Indie. Can you tell me who Carter is?

He’s Angelica’s… Adam.

McKay. Let me do this. Indie… Carter… he… runs her? He’s Angelica’s handler?

Mmm-hmmm. He brought her to me.

What the fuck is she talking about?

Shhh. McKay. Please. Why would Cart—why would this guy bring Angelica to you, Indie? Tell me. Why?

Because he knew Nick Tate was after her. And he was hoping Nick would take me instead.

What the actual fuck, Donovan!

McKay. If you interrupt me one more time, I swear to God, I will throw you out. Do you understand? She’s trying to tell us. Let. Her. Talk. Indie. You’re breathing very hard right now. Can you take deep breaths for me?

I’m not supposed to tell anyone. It hurts.

What hurts, Indie?

My head hurts. Like… someone is squeezing it.

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OK. I’m gonna bring you out—

The hell you are! Indie. Did this man tell you something? Did he… did he give you a secret?

McKay!

Shut the fuck up, Donovan. Someone got to her. Nine fucking years ago! And you didn’t even know! One hundred and ninety times you’ve done this and you didn’t even know! Indie. What did this man tell you?

Secrets.

Did he give you a word? Did he tell you a word, Indie? A word that would… make you do things?

My head hurts.

That’s enough, McKay. I’m gonna bring you out—

Indie. Did you ever see this man again?

Yes. He came all the time.

When?