Hecouldn''''ttellifitwasthecaffeine—orsomethingelse.
Eitherway,heknewohingforsure.
He''''dhavetostopbytherestaurantagain.HavealittlechatwitholdHessel.
Ifitcamedowntoit,hecouldalwayshelpReyasettlethatso-calledantiquevase—fivedigitsbarelymeantanythingtohimanyway.
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Juheentiremfinishinghisusualdailytasks.JustasRedLanternopenedforthelunchservice,hewalkedintotherestaurant.
Thecrispchimeofthewindbellweledhim.Kurt,themixed-racedeliveryboy,stoodattheter,talkingtothemiddle-agedAsianwomanbehindit—hismother.Hisfacelookedteheversationclearlynotgoingwell.
Hearingsomeoer,Kurtturned.WhenhesawJun,hisbrowfurrowed.
"You,again?"
Junraisedaneyebrow."What,I''''teforameal?"
ThewomanholdingthemenuwalkedpastKurtwithoutaword,simplygesturingforJuntotakeaseatbythewindow.
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