Harley Jean Davidson 03 - Evil Elvis
“Bobby said more patiently than usual, “the director’s, yours, and Tootsie’s” Sitting across from his desk, Harley slumped in the uncomfortable chair. “Bummer.” Bobby cleared his throat. When she looked up, he had a worried expression. He said, “I knew this would happen. I should lock you in a cell for your own safety.” “Harsh. I’m being stalked by a killer again and all you can say is ‘I told you so?’ Thanks.” “That’s not what I’m saying, Harley. Now he knows where you’re staying. Maybe you should think about staying somewhere else.” “That’s what I told Nana. She says I’m safer there than anywhere else, but I don’t want her to get hurt.” “What? Thinking of someone besides yourself? I’m shocked.” Harley narrowed her eyes at him. “Don’t be an ass. You know I’m not like that.” “I used to think so. Since you got this new hobby, I’m not so sure.” “It’s not a hobby. It’s a curse. If you’d tell me who you suspect, maybe I’d be a lot safer.
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