"I think she's certifiable," I thought to myself. But I could take it completely as a joke. Even if she was working with someone then that mean that she knew about I stood up and hesitated. "Cardi is going to be livid." I was glad I wasn't in Josephine's shoes. I looked at my watch. Nine-thirty in the morning. "Well, at least I don't need to go to Josephine's apartment." I decided to call Cardi. Then at the last moment, I thought, "Stuff it." "I'll call Chantelle." I flicked through my diary to 'Parker' and dialled her mobile. What happened next left me shaking my head all over again. "Hello?" "Hello, Chantelle. It's Jeremiah." "Who?" "Jeremiah. Jeremiah Moore, from work." "Oh, Jeremiah. Hello. I'm busy right now." "Um. Are you all right?" "Yes..." Cough. Cough. "Just a litt

