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Rolling rab the Indian food off the hall table and open the front door, just in ti finish

And there goes my appetite

As I exit the building, I trash my untouched dinner, walk away from the complex, and dial Sloan Maybe I can e…

“Sebastian? Whatever it is, couldn’t it wait until ?”

“I walked into the apartht of Shane with three hookers, whiskey, and cocaine They’re planning to spend the night in my bed”

“Ugh That son of a bitch”

“You’re being polite I’ around doith a suitcase and a scowl That’s not earning lances at all”

Sloan heaves a long sigh “I’ll find you a hotel”

“They won’t feed me”

“And you think I will?”

“If you want me to work, yes And I’m a princess, remember? I won’t survive if you leave me to starve”

She groans “Fine You can stay with me until Friday But if you’re the kind of royalty who can feel a pea under ten mattresses, I don’t want to hear about it”

“I’ll keepto a minimum”

She hesitates, then she sighs in surrender “I’ll be there in ten Where exactly are you now?”

I give her the closest cross streets, eyeing so a few blocks doho look less than lawful