Chapter 89 Pick A Struggle
- "Austin!" Marybeth gritted her teeth. "Why would you do that? Why would you slam the door in her face like that?"
- "It's the only language snooty cops like her understand!" he growled, picking up his mug. He took a sip, making a disgusted face as he grumbled, "it's cold."
- "Then warm it up in the microwave," Marybeth suggested half-heartedly as she peered through the peephole.