of the parking lot.

The table where they had been sitting was empty, although Peter must have left her disgusting-looking green smoothie there when he saw that Peanut had escaped. Beth grabbed her purse off the back of the chair and slid it onto her shoulder, trying not to make eye contact with anybody sitting outside.

And then she heard her name.

“Hey, what’s up, Beth?” She froze as her colleague Nate Murray appeared at her side, holding a frothy yellow smoothie. He looked her up and down. “What the hell happened to you?”

“Oh… It’s nothing. I’m fine.”

"Fine? You’re bleeding. What happened?”

“It’s nothing, really,” she said, but he had already taken her by the arm and was leading her away from th...

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