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Dutch smiled. It wasn’t a friendly smile.

Dutch stepped in — not tall, but somehow taking up all the space. He removed his sunglasses even though it was 11:47 at night. His gaze swept past the counter, past the jukebox, and landed on their booth.

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Britney finally looked up. “If he ghosts, I’m billing him for my time. And my pie.” She gestured to the untouched slice of cherry on a saucer to her left. “This is emotional-support pie.”

Britney pushed the pie toward him. “You’ve got two minutes before I eat that myself.” Dutch smiled

“He said midnight,” Agatha murmured. Her voice was low, the kind that made waiters lean in.

“Ladies,” he said, sliding in next to Shay before she could protest. “Sorry I’m late. Had to make sure I wasn’t followed.” He removed his sunglasses even though it was 11:47 at night

Then the bell above the diner door jingled. A slow, deliberate jingle.