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“Not doing it.” Art sounded very adamant about not doing whatever it was.
“Me either!” Estrella sounded just as adamant. “Can’t risk the moneymaker.”
Anna peeked open an eye and found Estrella making vogue hands. “Who’s not doing what?”
“Holy Mother Mary!” Estrella jumped, hand flying to her chest. “How long have you been up?”
“Four seconds.” Anna pushed down the comforter covered in toucans and scooted up against the headboard. Her heartbeat pounded in her ears as she massaged her temples. “What are y’all arguing about now?”
“Waking you up.” She tossed Anna’s phone on the bed. “This thing’s been going off for the last hour. We wouldn’t be debating it, but the alarm was labeled medicine, and there’s that lifelong health issue at stake.”
“Right.” She reached toward the nightstand,
