“Hmf?”
“House, it sounded like a gunshot!” She listened in the silence, her arm outstretched to grab the phone and call 911.
House pulled her back down to lie next to him. “Relax,” he yawned. “It’s just Wilson.”
“Wilson has a gun?”
House snickered. “Wilson has hard toenails. You just heard him clip one off.”
Cameron narrowed her eyes. “You can’t be seri
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