“I think something is wrong.”
My stomach dropped. “Tell me.”
She took a breath. “Karen’s sisters left first. They said they had to make a call about some emergency. Then Karen said she was stepping outside to take a call, and she’d be right back.”
I was already reaching for my keys.
“How long ago?”
“Almost half an hour.”
I was already reaching for my keys. “Did you text her?”
“Yes. No answer.”
“Did you call?”
“Twice.”
She whispered the price, the fear obvious in her voice.
Then her voice got smaller.
“The waiter just brought the bill.”
I stopped moving for half a second. “How much?”
She whispered the price, the fear obvious in her voice.
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