Except get up there and do it yourself.
Well, that was true. She could do that. If she had a ladder and knew how to put up a security light.
Maybe she could find a video to tell her what to do.
"I'll arrange a security light," Saber said.
"What? No! I mean, the landlord said he's onto it."
Yeah. That was a total lie.
He cut her a side look, but Gomez appeared, carrying a shoe box.
Oh God. The confetti shoes. They'd really bought her the confetti shoes. She couldn't believe it.
Saber's phone started ringing as she reached in for her keys.
"I got to take this. Raul will pick you up Monday at eleven-thirty," he told her.
"Uh, I can get myself to work."
"You got a car?" Saber countered.
"No."
"Then Raul will pick you up." He stepped away, talking into his phone.
"Don't fight him
