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NORA

“For God’s sake, Derek, I’m working!”

“You wouldn’t answer my fuckin’ texts,” he growls over the phone. “What was I supposed to do?”

“Oh, I don’t know—wait, maybe? At least until I came back home!” I glance nervously at Viktor’s door. If he comes out here and sees me on yet another personal call, I’m a dead woman. He’ll rake my ass over the coals for the sheer thrill of it.

I wince at the mer