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My bad leg throbs like a b***h. Limping badly as I accompany Charlotte, I’d dearly love to take Cara, hug my little girl, but Charlotte’s got her in a death-grip. Heading back to the house, Will growls at Klempner. “Spill it. What the hell’s going on here?” Charlotte’s ears prick up. Her eyes narrow and focus. Klempner doesn’t speak for several seconds, then, “I need some information, Commissioner, if it’s there to be had.” Will shoots him a look. “Confidential information?” “That depends on what your City force is releasing to the public. But I can’t take the chance that what I need to know is out there but not making it to the headlines.” “Klempner, if we’re keeping it from the newspapers, it’s for good cause. I can’t simply hand over confidential information without some…” “Commis