7
When Shea returned to Iron Goddess, Terrance was out at lunch. Shea spent ten minutes locating Deb’s office number on the Central Arizona University website. It rang several times and then switched to voicemail.
“You’ve reached Professor Raymond.”
The sound of Deb’s voice set Shea’s teeth on edge. She resisted the urge to hang up.
“My office hours are Tuesday and Thursday afternoons from three until five. Please sign up via the sheet on my door. All other business, please leave a message.”
“Hey, Deb, it’s Shea.” She struggled for words. Didn’t want to seem too eager. “I wanna talk to you again about the Athena Sisterhood. Gimme a call.”
A knock on the office door startled Shea. “What?”
Monica, the shop’s salesperson, stood in the doorframe wearing a tight Iron Goddess T-shirt that
