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Cam took out his phone as soon he was outside the restaurant. He dialed Savaya's number quickly, ignoring his shaking fingers. She picked up in the innocent, business-like tone she always used. "Hello?"

"You're a bitch, you know that?" He brought his free hand up to his head where he pulled a lock of hair.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"You damn well know what I'm talking about," he said darkly and in a near whisper. "Don't fucking tell me that you don't know what the hell I'm talking about! You set me up!"

"Cameron, calm down. What are you talking about?" Savaya asked.

"Charlie? Charlie? Charlie is a guys name...! Why'd you want me to think she was a guy, Savaya?"

"I really didn't notice, Cameron. I didn't know you had a problem with targeting women in the first place."

"Women, no. Women like that," he had to collect himself, emotion tried swallowing him. "women that look like her..."

"Like who?"

"Don't play dumb with me. You knew exactly what this would trigger... you bitch! You knew..." It was silent for several moments. Cam couldn't make out Savaya's breathing. He thought for a moment that she had hung up.

"Don't forget this life and your place in it, Cameron." The line went dead.