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“Wait…what?” Rustling ca to her laptop in her bedroom “Seriously?”

“Yes,” Zoey breathed

“Did she mention Scott?”

“No,” Zoey said, pressing her hot hand onto the cool floor, grounding herself like her therapist had once said to do whenever things felt too out of control The technique had gotten Zoey through those last two e “Just Jake Elise, tell ht now”

“Don’t be freaked out” She paused as clicking on her keyboard sounded through the line “I’ is fine Of course Jake likely had other victiure out how she knows you Did she tell you her name?”

Zoey glanced at the card she’d dropped to the floor “Hilary No last naave me a handwritten card with her name and a phone number on it”

“I’m on it” The phone line went dead

“Is everything okay?”

Zoey glanced up, discovering Betty, the receptionist, in the doorway Her dark, concerned eyes told Zoey she needed to lie through her teeth “Yes Yes I’ to take ive her dog before we proceed”

Betty’s brows shot up “She seemed upset when she left”

“I don’t think so,” Zoey said and gathered herself to give her a smile “She said she’ll be back”

“Oh, okay” Betty returned the s the lie “All done for the day, then?”

“Sure aht?”

Betty grinned “I’ve got a date with Netflix See you tomorrow”

“Bye,” Zoey said, still stuck on the ground, her legs nowhere to be found