"It's kind of habit for us." She was smiling a little darkly at him. "You've already met a cop. And as you so sweetly put it, fucked her."
She finally had a sip of her coffee, and it was a little cold. "But I get what you mean. I wouldn't doubt if he found you to talk anyway. You don't have anything to worry about with Cha... okay. You might. But it wouldn't be in any legal sense."
Jennifer could picture Charlie kidnapping Dean and grilling him, throwing in a threat or two for good measure.