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    Something New Chapter 6

     

    “Good” and she begins to walk out.

     

    “Oh and Porter, welcome back”

     

    “Thanks chief.” She walks out and there was James again with a cell phone, it was Alice.

     

    “Alice”

     

    “Of course,” she takes the phone, “hey Al.”

     

    “Hey what’s the deal Bette? You’re in town a few hours and you can’t call?”

     

    “I’m at work right now.”

     

    “No you’re not”

     

    “I’m not?”

     

    “I’m here at the gallery and you’re not here.”

     

    “Al I’ve been gone three weeks and you’re already stalking me?”

     

    “Of course I just wanted to know all about your trip. So why aren’t you here?”

     

    “I just met with a collector so I am working, just not there.”

     

    Alice was her closest friend and she hated lying to her, but she had to in order to stay under cover.

     

    “I see well will I catch you tonight?”

     

    “Alice I’m pretty tired, I really just need to get some rest, everything at my place okay?”

     

    “Everything is spotless as usual except for the…”

     

    “Except for what Al, what did you do?”

     

    “It’s not my fault I didn’t know what to do with them, it just happened so fast.”

     

    “What Al?”

     

    “I think you should just wait until you get to your place.”

     

    “Wait?”

     

    “It’s nothing really but just call me if you need me I’ll be at the club.”

     

    “If you did something that…”

     

    “Calm down just give me a call later okay?” She hangs up.

     

    By that time Bette was already getting into the car.

     

    “To the loft.”

     

    “Yes ma’am”

     

    She arrived at her place and she slowly opened the door and was a little surprised to see more flowers once again on the coffee table, on the kitchen counters, by the couches, in the hallway, and by her book shelf. She walked by some and read the cards.

     

    ‘Sorry for the loss of your father’

     

    She looked at another.

     

    ‘We are keeping you in our hearts’

     

    Quickly read another.

     

    ‘Please forgive me, I was a jerk, please call me.’

     

     Then another card.

     

    ‘We are deeply sorry for your…’

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    1. And the plot thickens…and I love the twist! I was hoping we wouldn’t have to wait for another vacation for these two to entertain each other again. Can’t wait to see where you take us!

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