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As Cali moved on to her next victim, everyone else at the table whipped out their cell phones. “What’s your cell number, honey,” Eliza asked.
She gave it out, her phone silently buzzing with a flurry of new messages from everyone texting her their numbers.
“Tuesday at seven,” Grant said. “I texted you our address. Feel free to bring a snack or something if you want.”
“Or sushi to bribe the DM,” Darryl joked.
“It won’t be a problem?” she asked.
“Nah. We’re always sliding strays in, even for a game or two. My son, Kyle, sometimes he has a friend over. Working you in as a full-time PC won’t be a problem.”
Before Skye could ask more about the game and other players, it was their table’s turn to give their introductions.
It was only on her way home later that she realized she’d forgotten to ask about Axel.
Crap.
Oh, well.Maybe she should send him a message on Facebook to see how he was doing. She’d love to see him sometime, if he was local.
Or…
Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to go down that “what might have been” road. Leave it relegated to the closet from the past. Besides, if he was married, his wife might not like the idea of a recently divorced high-school girlfriend popping up out of nowhere, innocent or not. If their positions were reversed, Skye woulddefinitelyassume fuckery was afoot.
Especially since she’d been on the receiving end of Dingus Dumbassery using the “just an old friend from high school” excuse on her for one of his cheats.
Between renewing her old friendships, getting involved with D&D again, and now a secured volunteer position at the club, her social life was hopefully going to explode in good ways.
She needed to focus on her future, and she damn well knew it.
Chapter Five
Monday morning, Axel arrived at work to find their office’s server system had died over the weekend, and no one had discovered it until their office manager had arrived ten minutes ahead of Axel and couldn’t boot her computer.
They were all on workstations slaved to the server.
And it contained all their current projects.
Including the one he was in the process of finishing that morning so he could get the drafts printed ahead of the scheduled client meeting tomorrow morning.
Shit.
He was an engineer, not an IT guy. You wanted load bearing capability calculated? The mass or volume of an object? Needed to work on a bridge’s structure or a building’s ability to flex in high winds?
He wastotallyyour guy.
Your computer stopped working?
If turning it off and on again didn’t help, he was stuck.
He did actually try turning it off and back on, since their IT guy was still on his way in, but that, unfortunately, didn’t help the problem.
Since he couldn’t do any work until that was fixed, he trudged out to his car, grabbed his bag of D&D stuff, and carried it inside. Right now, he was approximately three sessions ahead of the party in terms of planning, but he hadn’t yet drawn detailed terrain maps, just some rough sketches. He had the blank grid paper with him.
So he spread out over the drafting table in his office and got to work with that. As he did, he thumbed through Facebook on his phone. Rusty, Eliza, Darryl, Grant, and Susie had suddenly been posting a lot of comments on things Skye Bauer posted…
Wait, what?
He thumbed back, spotting it immediately. She’d changed her name. She had been married with a different last name.
