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"Hey," the wo around, just as surprised as I was "What the --?"

Before she could get another word out, the darkness covered herfor help

I took a hesitant step forward, but the black sain, ould I have done? What could I have done? When the billowing sone

"No!" I rushed forward, looking for her everywhere In the e shelves Under the mustard

What the hell just happened? And why didpowerful? Sory? Whatever it was, it wanted to silence that poor woman who probably hadn’t hurt a soul her entire life Just to keep her fro me who I was Where I was fro me here? Was I trapped? A prisoner?

By the ti area, my section had exploded Erin and Francie had shown up and Dixie had even called Shayla in early Leas there, too, to help bus, and Thiago, the second-shift cook, was putting on his apron

"What about her?" Cookie askedto process the evil fog I turned to Reyes He was the only person present who had black s off his shoulders like a cape

Cookie rushed past again and said, "The blonde at ten"

I glanced at table ten while picking up an order fro, co in the storeroom At least he seemed to be

"What about her?" I called out

The next tiht, she paused long enough to say, "I can see a resehorn on a ship passing in the night "Please She looks nothing like me And I rarely walk around with a stick up ave her a once-over, then said, "Not a big one"

I walked over as the blonde put her Louis Vuitton on the seat beside her She probably didn’t buy hers off Scooter

"Welcolistening, and I felt a strong sense of expectation co froht?

"Hi," she said, letting a shy smile soften her face "I’ for so, and I realized she couldn’t knowif she did?

"I’ll be your server Can I get you so to drink?"

"I’m here on vacation"