“Are you going to tell Parker?”
“Tell Parker what? That my ex-bosses have potentially sent people to spy on me, or put the screws to me? I think I’ll wait until I have something a little more substantial for her to worry herself sick about before I dump that on her.”
“I wish you’d…”
“David, thank you for telling me. But it’s not your job to worry about me anymore. I don’t want you ending up where I was.”
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