"As he said it, the girl's door opened and Larkin stepped out. She was puffy with sleep, and still wore only the bra and the tiny green thong. She didn't look so wild. Pike touched his lips with a finger. Shh. Larkin blinked sleepily at him, then went into the bathroom. Bud said, "You're killing me, Joe. Jesus, where are you?" "We're good. Why is everyone so upset?" Pike, having fun. "You dropped off the world, is why! You're supposed to take care of her, yes, but you can't just disappear. The feds, they're--" Pike interrupted. "How many people know I have her?" "What are you asking? What are you saying, asking that?" "You, your boys in their nice silk suits, the feds, her family? Someone hit my home this morning, Bud, so your leak is still leaking. Trust is in short supply."