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CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
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2025-08-18 00:04:00ISABELLA.
I pulled over at the parking lot of the lounge I had agreed to meet with Bruce, and I parked beside a Ford truck which I suspected to be his. As though to prove me right, the driver’s door of the truck went open, and Bruce alighted and began walking towards my car. He got to the passenger door and knocked twice on the window, before he opened the door and settled in.
“You were late. I almost thought all of this was a facade,” Bruce said as he closed the door after him.
“Funny that you think I flew all the way to Texas for a facade,” I said, chuckling dryly.
“Still doesn’t change the fact that you were more than thirty minutes late. I have other important things to do, for God’s sake,” He fired.
“Oh please, spare me the details,” I snapped angrily, holding up a hand to his face. “I was the one
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