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Stephen walked toward the HR department at Town Hall. Debbie was several steps in front of him and Zoe. For someone who had been so hesitant to go, she sure had the power walk thing down. Stephen wouldn’t mind taking their time to get there. He really didn’t want to have to deal with Bob again. Ever.
“Don’t they usually have notaries at the bank?” he asked.
“Yes,” Zoe said. “But Bob only works there part-time two days a week.”
“He works two jobs?”
“Four, actually. He works at the library on weekends, and at the animal shelter on Friday evenings.”
“The library I get. He must love the order of everything there. But what does he do at the animal shelter? He doesn’t seem the type.”
“He volunteers,” Debbie said, without turning back. “That’s where I met him. He was cuddling an injured
