I didn't bother to hide that I was reading over her shoulder. He says he'll take it. The recipient, according to the contact name at the top of the page, was Bitch, Stupid.

"Taylor, huh. Does she know you have her saved like that?"

She shook her head and pulled up another contact. "No, that's not Taylor, and no, she doesn't know. This is Taylor." Bitch, Boss. "If I enter them like that with the commas, they stay side by side. Convenient."

"Dare I ask what you have me saved as?"

She smiled, scrolling down through her contacts and finally tapping on one and holding it up to me. Free...