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Brad.”
    “What?”
    “My name, I don’t really like Bradley. I go by Brad.”
    “Okay,” she drawled out, unsure of why he sounded so angry with her.
    “Fuck!” He said loudly running both hands through his hair, leaving it standing on end. He paced the room for a second, coming to a stop directly in front her. Digging into his pocket, Bradley pulled out a small square of paper and a SIM card before throwing it down on the counter and storming out, making sure to slam the door closed behind him. Flower stared down at the paper unsure of what just happened. She reached for it, noticing absently that her hands were shaking as she unfolded it.
    I’ve never seen a more beautiful flower than you. There was an
    Emergency with one of my workers, but I’ll be back as soon as I
    get things straightened out. If you need me before then you can reach me on my cell 555-4698, Shannon
    Flower’s eyes fell closed as she realized what she was reading. He left her a note, and she didn’t get it . He left her a note, and Bradley took it, and he took her SIM card disabling her phone. Cramming it down into her pocket, she stalked out the door in pursuit of Bradley, but his car was already gone. She wanted to call Shannon right then and set things straight, because she hated that she was the one that snuck away, but she wanted to find Bradley first. He was the more important of the two.
    It took only twenty minutes to drive from Flatline to Abernathy, and when she arrived at Bradley’s she didn’t give him the chance to hide from her. Instead, she used the key he gave her when he had first moved there.
    He showed not a flicker of surprise as she came barreling in. Instead, he lifted a bottle of Vodka to his lips.
    “What the fuck is going on with you, Brad ?” she asked without preamble. “None of this is like you. You steal my note, and my SIM card, making me think he snuck away. As soon as we get home, you get all pissed off at me for calling you the name you’ve gone by your entire life . I know you, and this is not you.”
    He slammed the bottle down with enough force that she jumped expecting it to shatter, but it didn’t.
    “Take a look around, Flower. You don’t know a goddamn thing about me.”
    When she only stared at him, shocked by the level of his fury, he yelled. “Look!” and obediently she did. She glanced around the room, unsure of what she was supposed to be seeing, but then it hit her. In her confusion, she began to move from room to room inspecting each one, even going as far as opening each one of the closets. He stood silently waiting on her to finish. There was nothing of the Bradley she knew. There were no dresses, wigs, or makeup. It was a man’s home. One room was filled with exercise equipment, there were dirty clothes on the bathroom floor, and the toilet seat was up. There was an empty pizza box on the countertop that must have been there since before they left for Tennessee, and the only thing in his fridge was a six-pack of beer. She always knew Bradley wasn’t gay, and up until she learned about his stint at The Queen of Diamonds she never believed him to be effeminate—even in a dress he wasn’t, but there should have been something of that lifestyle filling his home. There was nothing.
    “I don’t understand,” she mumbled.
    He closed his eyes, running both hands through his hair before reaching into his back pocket. Pulling out his wallet, he handed it to her. She eyed him in confusion before flipping it open. She looked down at what she held in her hand, finally saying numbly, “You work for the F.B.I.?”
    “The Queen of Diamonds is under investigation for drug trafficking and solicitation. I’ve been working undercover for months now trying to gather enough evidence to bring charges against the club’s owner; Chad Williams.”
    The depth of his betrayal began to sink in as she realized that not only had he stolen her stuff, he had been lying about his job for years . It got