Cameron considered holding his tongue but then decided against it. “Lauren is fine, by the way. Good of you to ask.”
“I don’t care if she’s fine,” Julia spat out. “And who the hell are you anyway?”
“Deputy Cameron Doran,” Lauren answered. If she was bothered by Cameron inserting himself into this conversation, she didn’t show it. She just gave another weary sigh.
“Your old boyfriend.” Julia said that as if Cameron were some kind of disease. “Yes, I know about you. I know everything about Lauren. She moaned out your name when she was under anesthesia after having an emergency appendectomy. Cameron, Cameron, she kept saying, so I did an internet search and found out you were a deputy in that hick town she comes from.”
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