"Nnnnngh." Parker probably shouldn't have gotten within hitting distance, but she just *had* to. She whapped him on the arm, and then took another step back again, furious. "You left him to come up with scenarios where he was a black-marketeer slave-trading pimp for three months! Or worse! Would it have killed either you, him, or the timeline to tell him *some* of this back in May?" She folded her arms, fighting the impulse to whap him again.