Doublecrossed
“They’d both had a terrific time and neither was in a huge hurry to get back to Scituate.
They were about five miles from home when Regan’s cell phone rang. Callie searched through their bags in the tiny car and found it just after it went to voicemail. She handed it to Regan. “My older sister. Probably calling to wish me a happy birthday.” She opened the phone and hit a speed dial number, then put it on speakerphone. “Hi, Delaney. What’s up?”
A voice that sounded quite a bit like Regan’s but with a stronger Boston accent said, “You’re gonna kill me, but I screwed something up on the computer. It’s messed up all of the orders. I know it’s your day off and I know it’s your birthday. Happy birthday, by the way, but you’ve gotta get me the name of the guy who does repairs.”
Regan sighed heavily. “He’s not gonna make a call today. If you broke it, I can fix it. I’m not far from home. I’ll come by.”
“I hate to have you do that. Isn’t there some twenty-four-hour place that I can call?”
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