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Mia
“What?”
I blinked and my heart went erratic. Was someone making fun of me? No. How could the front desk staff know I even played the game? We only offered quick hellos in the morning when I arrived. They certainly weren't aware I obsessed over my MCS partner. No one in Germany knew.
“He said his name is Kassius Remeas.”
“Is this a joke?” If so, I was not amused.
“No. There is a gentleman here who asked specifically for you. He insisted you would know him.”
What the hell?
“Send him to conference room three. I’ll be down in a moment. Thank you.”
“Of course. My pleasure.”
I put the phone in the cradle and popped to my feet, my desk chair rolling backward.
Kass wasn’t here. The very idea was a joke. He wasn’t real.
As I had not discussed my gaming habits with anyone at work,
