Chapter Fourteen

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Saint: Reed, an ambulance just came in with Matt. I need you all to keep Livvie for a little bit longer.

Reed : Of course. She's napping now. So is Benji actually. They look cute together all cuddled up.  What is wrong with Matt? Is he sick?

Saint : He had a bad panic attack. The worse I've ever seen him have. He keeps saying he's sorry and he's going to lose everything. He keeps saying it's all his fault. He's crying. I want to hit something. That damn cop Rhodes did this! She told me the guy in that picture is dead. Killed in some motel. Killed with my gun. The only fingerprints on it are mine and Matt they said. They found his stuff there. This makes zero sense. Some one is framing Matt. I need to get a lawyer. Just take care of Liv.

Reed : Of course we will. Take care of your man. Keep us posted.

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Theo: Charles! Get me an appointment with B.J. Baldwin. ASAP. If anyone can do it you can.

Charles: Whatever for?

Theo : Questions of course. Don't worry. Reed will be with me.

Charles: Thank heavens for that. Give me a few. You owe me big.

Theo : I know. Let me guess? A genuine Charles LeClair makeover?

Charles: Exactly.

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Theo : Don't worry , Matt. I got your back, Jack.

Matt : It's my fault. It's my fault. It's my fault. Saint is better off without me. I was always just trouble for him. His father was right about me. It's my fault. I'm losing everything.

Theo : Stop. Saint would be lost without you. So would Livvie. So would us all. We're going to fix this. Somehow. Then we'll get you a new man bag. Ok ?

Matt : It's a tote bag.

Matt : Thanks, Theo.

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