Sam looked at the file and then saw the club name. Ah. That was Gene's fucking angle. It was Barty's club. Something he had only learned in the weeks leading up to his break-up. What a lovely memory. Sam tossed the file onto Gene's desk and held up his hands.

"I'm out. I'm compromised by the case. My ex is involved so I'm not getting involved." He was allowed to request to not be on cases where he'd have a conflict of interest and he was doing it. He would not go back to that smug fuckers club and be around his revolting presence.