chapter twenty seven
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I shoved my paperwork to the side and stared down to my phone. I had a guard at Maya's bakery but it wasn't enough. I had to be certain. I was like a new father , never completely sure that she was safe. I dialled Maya's number.
"Hello" she sounded exhausted
"I'm sorry, I know you are working."
"I don't care, Laura is driving up a wall , I needed a moment.
"What's she on about?"
"She wants me to get a restraining order on Mr beetle, I told her there's no way I was going to. We don't even know his real names and I highly doubt he has an address."
"It won't work anyway, those things are a joke. A piece of paper isn't going to get that crazy f**k from coming after you."
"I Know ,right?"
"I want to see you, can you come over tonight.?"
"I should just bring my things over"she said, I've practically spent every night of this week there."
"Is it too much?"
"No, God no, I love it."
"Even with my obsession to work?" I needed the validation.
"By the way , Iam getting you back for that surprise."
"No you are not."
"Yes I am, I am commandeering your kitchen and there is nothing you going to do about it."
"Iam allergic to water."
She hung up. I shook my head and gathered my things. Moses was waiting for me when I got out of the office.
"What's up?"
"What are you doing here?"I asked .
"I need to show you something."
"What?"
"It's at the back of the warehouse, Come on."
I followed him outside and down the narrow path toward the warehouse.
Bessie was sitting at the center of the space."what do you think?"
He'd painted the body black and drew a pair of baby blue girl eyes with felt eye lashes above them .
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