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“We’ve been here for focking hours I can’t san to break up

“I see” Mendez looks like Rita Moreno in her heyday, but swears like a sailor I wondered what the nice gentle as he overheard this particular conversation

“Hello? I can’t…godda I’ll… reach…can’t…” The phone took a turn for the worse and her words became incomprehensible sound blurbs

“Hello? Hello?” I said

“Are you there?” With a blast of static, coarette—ay!”

“Call me when you land,” I said

“I can’t focking hear you Our…friend willThat place…you know”

“Callat the same time, in sehed and dropped the phone in my lap

The girl eyed me suspiciously “Who was that?”

“Just an old college pal,” I said I didn’t even see her reach for the phone Next thing I knew, it was in her hand

“Hey!” I said

Then she launched it out the

“What the hell?” I said “Lucky for you that’s a company phone, or I’d…”

“You’d what?”

I shookclearer “What the hell did you do that for?”