Spence bumped into her when she stopped this time, but it was very light. "Yeah, well. I never said I was perfect," he offered as a lame excuse. His shoulders had tightened up again, and he squeezed abruptly around her at the end of the stairway. So that she was following.
"You can always go back to Ocampo. I'm sure she's missing you already." It was flat again, almost harsh. Still too mean? He'd killed how many people. He didn't really have the right to be offended--not that this stopped him.