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"We didn’t do anything wrong," I reuns were bad, I’ll adot hurt At least," I add after a second thought, "no students"
Cooper had reported back frouard’s injuries were a little h Bear was expected to make a full recovery, not only had he had to have his spleen reh it and into his foot He had weeks of physical therapy ahead of hi to Cooper, it looked as if the shooting really had been coht matched the bullet that struck Bear, but it was on the rooftop of an apart across the street fros from dozens of other bullets as wellnot to mention the remains of numerous firecrackers, discarded condorill This rooftop was obviously a popular hangout for kids, in addition to being accessible by residents of all the buildings across the street from Epiphany (Access one roof and it was an easy leap to another)
Other than fro more about the incident I saw neither Christopher nor Stephanie Brewer again in Fischer Hall, though I checked the sign-in logs for both of the co related to Fischer Hall
"I don’t know," Sarah says "Do you think Sirit my teeth "Everyone was over twenty-one--"
"Well, whatever the deal is, it doesn’ta two-hour lunch on your new boss’s first day"
She’s right about that I need to get it together--
As if in answer to an unspoken prayer, I see a yellow streak out of the corner of my eye At first I’ht on by nerves Then it slides into focus, and I realizefor the better: it’s a New York City cab with the light on its roof glowing bright yellow, indicating that it’s unoccupied This is as rare a sight in this part of town as a hundred-dollar bill floating down from the heavens
I leap upon it just as quickly I don’t shout "Taxi!" like they always sho Yorkers doing in movies and on TV shows, because that only alerts the unsuspecting people around you that there’s a vacant cab nearby Then the people closest to it will try to snag it before you can
Instead, I er door as the light turns green and the cab begins to move
"Sorry," I say to the driver as he jaer cliton Square West Can you takeon his hands-free cell phone long enough to say, "That’s only eight blocks from here"
"I know," I say
I try not to feel as if he’s judgingI’m a tourist who doesn’t kno close she is to her destination
"It’s eight long blocks," I say "And I’m super late And it’s so hot"
The driver smiles, hits the meter, and continues his cell-phone conversation in his native Farsi I relax, feeling the cool air conditioning blast froone to heaven Maybe everything’s going to be all right
"My God!" I hear Sarah’s voice shout froto be here any minute!"
"Stall them," I lift the phone to my face to instruct her "Tell them I went to Disbursements Tell them--"
"Oh," I hear Sarah say "Hi, Dr Jessup You’re here already?"
Then she hangs up on me
I’m so dead
Chapter 7
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