It was 5:10 before she left. Barry called the front desk, speaking to the receptionist quickly and quietly.
“Stacey, call me when that Stanton person leaves, will you?”
“She’s coming back? I hoped someone would hurl her out a window. She’s horrible!”
“Please, it’s important. I’ll buy you something special.”
“I need a new laptop, Barry.”
“It’s a new laptop or nothing. And I don’t mean a cheap one. I need something with plenty of power.”
“Okay, okay! Call me.” He hung up, panting somewhat.
© 2018 Dellani Oakes