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26: Somewhere.
“Who is she?” Calvin screamed at his best friend. He had tried to run after Angel, but her driver was faster. Diane tried to hold him, but he shrugged her off. Her presence was irritating him. Plus, she had refused to leave the two men to talk. The next time she tried to touch him, he snapped. “Stop.”
Charles had returned to the spot where he had the date with Angel. Calvin wasn’t thinking straight when he grabbed the glass from Charles. His friend glared, backing off when Calvin didn’t so much as blink.
“I already told you, her name is Miss Kent. You were supposed to be here as a backup plan, but fortunately, I didn’t need one,” his friend said, scowling at the lady seated on the hand of Calvin’s chair. Diane shrugged, and Calvin did his hardest to ignore her. “I’m glad you made it here, Cal. Truly, I am. But I don’t appreciate your newfound interest in my wife. We’re good now.&r
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