Chapter 23
Chapter Twenty-Three
Killion: When are you coming home?
Killion: Don’t ignore me. I’m going to keep messaging you.
Killion: Do. Not. Ignore. Me.
Killion: Cam, answer, please.
Killion: Don’t make me search for you.
Camille: What do you need, Killion?
Killion: Finally, I’ve been trying to contact you for hours. I need to discuss something very important with you, and you’re not home.
Camille: I’ve been in back-to-back surgeries. Some of us have important jobs, you know.
Killion: Oh, so that’s what your social media story means? “Today I’m at CHMC.” I’m assuming that’s Central Heights Medical Center?
Camille: Are you stalking me, Killion?
Killion: No, just trying to figure out where to find you, since someone won’t answer her texts.
Camille: Remember the part where I said, “leave me alone”?
Killion: I have a deal for you.
Camille: No.
Killion: Just hear me out. You give me five minutes of your life, and after that, I swear I’ll leave you alone—unless you change your mind.
Camille: Nothing is going to make me change my mind.
Killion: And I’ll respect that. Five minutes. That’s all I’m asking.
Camille: Fine. I have one last surgery, and then I’ll head to my place.
Killion: How are you getting back?
Camille: I’ll walk or . . . something.
Killion: I’ll have a car waiting for you.
Camille: I don’t know when I’ll be finished.
Killion: That’s fine. The driver will wait until you’re ready. Take your time.
Camille: Why do I feel like you’re going to play me into doing something I don’t want to. Is this something from the Crawford Playbook? Are you going to guilt me into it?
Killion: The playbook has nothing to do with this. Guilt? Never. Just a masterclass in persistence.