"Hang on. How do YOU about Castle and Beckett?" Ryan remained silent for a moment. His brain tried to think up an excuse.
"I – um – what do you mean?"
"I mean –" Esposito stood up from the couch –"you've barely reacted at all! It's as if…" he narrowed his eyes. "It's as if you already knew." Ryan eyes went wide.
"That's preposterous! I don't –"
"Ryan, you're a terrible liar." Espo said. Ryan sighed.
"Alright! Alright! You remember back when we had that dude who took a dive into Castle pool in the Hamptons?"
"Oh yeah, of course." Esposito said, sitting back down, eager for the juicy secrets.
"Well, Beckett was with him." Ryan waited for a response.
"OH! THAT MAKES SO MUCH SENSE! I'M SUCH AN IDIOT –"
"Esposito! Shut up! People will hear you!"
"Sorry." He shrugged.
"Anyways, this one suspect sort of tipped me off. I decided to keep it a secret, for the sake of Beckett and Castle." Esposito looked at Ryan.
"Fair enough. I would have done the same thing in your position. Well actually, I wouldn't have, but –" Esposito was cut off by the shrill ring of a cell phone. It was Ryan's. He answered.
"Yeah?" He paused. "Mmm –hmm… Got it. Bye." Ryan shoved his cell back into his pocket and got up from the chair. Esposito followed.
"Murder?"
"Yeah. 14th and 12th.
"Let's go." And with that, the two detectives calmly walked out of the room, as though nothing had even happened.