From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 48

Daniel had been talking non–stop, and his throat felt dry. Glancing around the room, he asked, “Hey Sherman, got any bottled water in this joint?”

It wasn’t that he had anything against sipping a cup of coffee.

It’s just that Sherman was particular about his stuff, especially his coffee gear.

And it wasn’t just the coffee gear. Sherman didn’t like anyone touching his things, not even his mother.

Sherman was an odd duck. He was a loose cannon in his younger days, but his temper had mellowed out a bit since he took to that unworldly lifestyle and went vegan.

But the quirk about his stuff stayed put.

Sherman fished out a bottle of water from a drawer and tossed it to Daniel, who caught it with a

thankful nod.

“Look, if those detectives downtown can’t dig anything up, hand it to the International Department,” Sherman said, leaning back in his chair.

“Got it.” Daniel replied, his mind already churning with plans.

and shot Phoenix a message on GlobalGigaNet, “Hey

silent treatment, a move

still sore about

I didn’t mean to unfriend you last time.

“Ace…”

Ace remained

over to the forum page, only to see that it was

starstruck they’d even prefixed their handles

had just showered quickly, not expecting to return to a barrage of

a fluke. The bloke had unfriended her. But Anthea wasn’t one to sweat the small stuff. With a flick of her finger,

eyes were playing

1/2

replied, “You’re a saint, Ace! Say, can we be friends on

to keep her online life separate, Anthea replied, “We can chat

a typical Ace, cool as a cucumber.

voices filtered through Anthea’s

eyebrow, she snapped her laptop shut, slipped into something more presentable, and