“That’s me.”

“Hello, Miss Debbie. I’m the receptionist on the fifth floor of the

Alioth Building. You have a booth reserved for you, starting at 6 p.m.

When and where would you like us to pick you up?”

Debbie was perplexed. ‘What?’ “I have a reservation at six?”

“Yes. That’s what we have entered in our system. Is there a problem?”

The woman started sounding confused too.

Debbie’s eyes brightened.

good. I just forgot. Thank you for reminding me. No need to

Group. Thank you.”

Later, Miss Debbie. Looking forward to

“Thank you. Bye.”

L A ‘s

a Load off Debbie’s mind. ‘Carlos

you, Mr.

Then she texted him.

“Thank you, Carlos. Kisses.”

got a message from him. A brief

smile. When she gazed at Ivan, who Lay there quietly,

tell Ivan’s mom? Would Ivan get mad if she did? Stumped, she called Irene for

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