““Look at you: you’ve got it half put together again,” Angela told him. The man grinned back uncomfortably. Out on the street, Angela made a call. Donny listened to her side of the conversation, not sure who she was speaking to or why. “Hello. It’s me. . . . Yes, of course I know what time it is. Sorry, were you in your jammies? Yes, I agree. That was unfortunate. . . . Right . . . Uh-huh . . . Are you done complaining? Your message said you wanted to meet. . . . By the lions maybe? Swel...l. It won’t take long. . . . Half an hour okay? Sounds good. Thank you, darling.” She hung up and tucked the phone into her bag. “I’m sure you’re wondering,” she said to Donny. “That was a Foo.” “A Foo?” “F-O-O. Friend of Obscura. One of the people who helps me out with topside stuff. He doesn’t like to say much on the phone, so we always choose a place to meet.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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