Burn Bag — a Shadowboxer file

“I don’t’ know how to start this conversation,” she said. “So I’m just going to say it. I was almost raped last night.”

He choked on the coffee but kept himself from sputtering it across his mahogany desktop.

“What?”

“I went to the Club where those mobsters hang out so I could get some intel and rescue the shop girl,” she rattled off. “Before you say anything I…