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“Go to the restroom.” Jesus! Did he need to be always so frigging bossy? “If you’re busy tonight, we’re doing it now.”

“What?” I managed to keep my voice down as I walked across the open office.

“Get in a cubicle, put your earphones on and call me back.”

“Wait! I have no beads!”

“I know.”

And he disconnected, the son of a bitch.

The restrooms were busy, with a shift leaving and another starting, so I was lucky to find a free cubicle. One thing I was grateful for was that the Square bathrooms were always squeaky clean, so I had no problem locking myself up in that tiny space.

I did as he’d said. He picked up right away and changed the call to facetime. He too had wireless earbuds on, sitting on a tall seat covered in black leather upholstery. The daylight glow so close to the left side of his face suggested he was on a car in motion. He was wearing one of his flawless black suits, and looked down at the phone with a quick smirk.

“There you are.” His deep voice talking straight into my