"I told you she had nothing to hide, Mason." I said, sitting across from him at his big oak desk.

"You're really going to say I told you so right now?" He asked.

I shrugged and picked at my nails. He sighed and sat on the corner of the desk in front of me. I didn't look up at him as he began shuffling through papers. I had a thought and looked at him until he noticed my gaze.

    "Yes?" He quizzed.

    "We could take care of her." I said.

    He arched one of his brows at my suggestion and looked back down at his papers without a response. My...