"Your phone will be somewhere here. Just like they cleaned up properly. They are covering their tracks." No way there would be any semen traces left behind or anything, for better or worse. Barty knew who it was, he'd make sure he'd suffer for it. He didn't care how thorough they might have been.

All he cared about was pulling Sam into his arms and holding him close, even if that meant he was slowly getting soaked. "He won't put it online. He just wants it as insurance."

That was how it always worked. "Threatening your career, family, relationships."