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Shawn: Right. I’ve arranged for a tow truck to pick up the Accord later this morning. The guy I know who works there will take a look and let you know what he finds.Hopefully it won’t be anything major. Kevlar spoke with Adina’s commander, and she verified everything you told us. I wasn’t worried, but I thought it might make you feel better to know that. I also talked to a friend of mine, and if you’re interested, you have an interview this afternoon. I can pick you up and bring you there, then take you home after. Let me know.
The message was long…and Maggie got the impression that she’d somehow hurt his feelings. Why she cared was a mystery, but she did.
Maggie: This is hard for me. After what happened, it’s almost impossible to trust anyone. And yes, I’m very interested in the job.
Shawn: Don’t you want to know what it is?
Maggie: It doesn’t matter. At this point I’ll do just about anything other than taking my clothes off for men to ogle my body…not that I look down on women who do that, it’s just not for me.
Shawn: It involves clothes, but not taking them off. Is three o’clock okay for me to pick you up?
Maggie couldn’t help but be intrigued.
Maggie: It’s not as if I have a full calendar. LOL. Three is fine.
Shawn: See you then. Oh…and I hope you don’t mind, but I gave your number to a couple other friends of mine. Women. They’re the girlfriends of some of my teammates. I told them not to go overboard, but I’m guessing they will anyway. I’d apologize, but they’re good people. See you later.
Maggie stared at the words on her phone screen. He’d given her number to other people? She should be pissed about that, but she didn’t have time to think much about it—because just then, her phone vibrated in her hand, scaring the crap out of her.
It was a group text. Apparently, these women weren’t the kind to procrastinate.
Unknown, Unknown, + 1 more: Hi! It’s Remi! We met the other day when you picked me up at the store!
Unknown, Unknown + 1 more: And I’m Josie.
Unknown, Unknown + 1 more: And I’m Wren. We just wanted to write and say hi!
Unknown, Unknown + 1 more: Yeah, hi!
Unknown, Unknown + 1 more: I want to apologize for my role in yesterday. My man and his friends ambushing you. He was worried that you were a con man. Or woman. I told him he was wrong, that you were sweet as could be. Theonly reason I agreed to arrange that pickup was because I was sure that you’d win over Vincent and the others. And I was right. :)
Unknown, Unknown + 1 more: Remi, how come you always get to meet the cool people first?
Unknown, Unknown + 1 more: Maybe because I get out of my house more than you do, Wren.
Unknown, Unknown + 1 more: Good point.
Unknown, Unknown + 1 more: Do you forgive me, Maggie?
Maggie’s fingers were moving before she thought about it.
Maggie: Of course.
Unknown, Unknown + 1 more: Good. Because I would’ve felt awful if you were traumatized or something.
Maggie: I’m not traumatized.
Unknown, Unknown + 1 more: Thank goodness. Wanna go to lunch with us?
Maggie stared down at the phone. Were these women for real? In her experience, people weren’t this friendly. Especially with someone they didn’t know.
Something occurred to her then.
Maggie: Did your boyfriend tell you about me? That I’m a felon? That I just got out of jail a few months ago? That I was in for two years for a drug conviction?
Unknown, Unknown + 1 more: Yeah. But Vincent also told me that you said you didn’t do it.
Unknown, Unknown + 1 more: For the record, girl, that sucks.
