"A reporter and an FBI agent turned NYPD consultant. You people don't aim low."
Neal stretches his legs out in front of him, trying to ease the cramp that's started in his thigh. "No siblings, no. We lost my dad when I was two, and my mom never remarried."
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Neal stretches his legs out in front of him, trying to ease the cramp that's started in his thigh. "No siblings, no. We lost my dad when I was two, and my mom never remarried."
It's the truth, in a manner of speaking.