Dinner with Alicia

"Fûck!" I exclaim in frustration, my anger bubbling up at the sight before me. The sheer absurdity of it all leaves me astounded. I refuse to let this setback weigh me down.

I know deep down that I am stronger than the person responsible for this mess. No, I won't give them the satisfaction of seeing me falter.

As I contemplate my next move, the thought of informing President Karen crosses my mind. Yet, doubts start to creep in. Will involving her be the right choice? Could it potentially cause more harm than good? Uncertainty gnaws at me, pushing me away from seeking her assistance.

Just as I'm lost in my thoughts, my ringing phone abruptly interrupts the heavy silence in the room. A mix of surprise and relief engulfs me as I see Alicia's name on the caller ID. Ah, Anita... the one person who helped me catch Mr. Smith. I should have called her sooner to express my gratitude.

"Hey," she greets me playfully from the other end. "I was expecting you to call and thank me, but you didn
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