Chapter Ten
"Okay, that's the invites sent out, the wine ordered, and the food semi-planned." Rachel half-slammed her clipboard on the bar next to where I was working.
I was in the middle of a job for a client, but that was my own fault. I shouldn't be working outside the flat, I just needed some space to myself. Upstairs, Todd had music blasting to get him in the hacking zone. And not the calming notes of a Mozart concerto either. No, when Todd wanted to get in the hacking mood, he listened to death metal. Which I supposed made sense, but didn't help me code.
"Semi-planned?" I asked her, knowing that was what she wanted. She thought she was subtle, but I had her all figured out.
"Well, I have ideas but I need Martin to call up his friend in catering and find out if it's possible."
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