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The four of us emerge from Christine’s office, and two things happen at once:
A man I’ve never seen before jumps right in front of Daniel and me and points his oversized binoculars at us and shouts, “Halli Markham! Who’s the new man in your life?”
And Olga smashes her hand against the binoculars and sends them crashing to the floor.
“No devices!” she shouts at the man. “None!” She turns and waves her daughter back into the office. Then the wrath of a mother comes down hard on the man.
“Leave here! Now! Who are you? Leave!”
“History 1,” the man says, scrambling to pick up his camera. “We just want a few words with Miss Markham—”
“Get out!” Olga shouts at him, herding him out through the doorway of the café, into the plant part of the building. Daniel and I hang back, watching in a
