I checked my phone and saw that I had a missed call from Gina. I got up and walked a few steps towards the beach. I called Gina as I crossed the pontoon that lead to the hot sand wondering what she wanted.
“Hello.”
“Hey Gina, I saw your missed call. What’s up?”
“Oh my god Rach, at last! Where are you?” she sounded a little worried. And why was everyone asking the same question?
“Uh… I’m… I’m at the beach. Why?”
“Ah…!” Gina seemed quiet out of breath.
“What’s going on Gina? Is everything okay?”
“Not really… it’s mayhem at the office. There are cops everywhere!” Cops?... I kept my calm and waited for my friend to tell me more. “Actually they are IRS agents.”
An icy chill ran down my spine! The IRS? What the hell was going on? “You’re kidding me right?”
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