"Who is it?"

"It's me."

'That's Ivor's voice. What's he doing here at this time of night?'

"Give me a minute." Bonnie straightened herself up and put on her mask and cap before opening the door.

Ivor looked at her with humor in his eyes. "Must you hide your looks at night, Ms. Bonita? No one else is around, so you can take those off. Don't worry about me. I won't tell anyone what you look like." Bonnie thought, 'I can't explain it, but I feel naked when he smiles and stares at me.'

"It's not that I don't trust you. It's just a force of habit." Then, she changed the topic. "Can I help you with anything?"

Ivor glanced inside and said, "Yeah, can we talk inside?"

After some hesitation, Bonnie nodded. "Sure, come in."

"I appreciate it, Ms. Bonita." Once inside, Ivor opened his bag and set up a chessboard.

"What are you doing?"

"I heard you like playing chess. So, how about

and she knew he was trying to

must forgive me for not telling you who informed

and have a match

approach him. She thought, 'Everyone has a unique play style in chess. I'm

I'm exhausted. I'd rather rest."

I'll get out

all, we have the conference tomorrow." Ivor lowered his gaze. The ceiling light

mysteriousness.

gasped

and blood oozed from the wound. "Hold on while I get my medkit." Soon after, she sanitized his wound and bandaged it. "Try not to get it wet, or it

withdrew his hand and absentmindedly looked at his bandaged finger before gazing

staring at me like that?" Bonnie felt

"I didn't think you'd have any medical

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