I'd Do Anything

Amelia pov

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I check my watch. Ten minutes until I meet Rogers.

Weeks have passed since I barely escaped getting caught masturbating in the restaurant bathroom. I had to do a bit of quick talking, but I've gotten out of tighter spots before when following a story.

Amanda is lying on the couch, reading. It's a Saturday, which means Rogers and I will get to spend the whole afternoon together.

As I head for the door, my phone rings. It's an unknown number. I grimace.

"Chuck it over." Amanda catches the phone. We've developed a system for this.

"Hello? Hi, Raymond. No, Amelia isn't here right...