374 What If I Don’t Mind You Taking Advantage?

Miranda hung up the phone, feeling a strange sense of unease.

Who would be so insistent on remembering a room number, especially 2307? Life had a funny way of throwing coincidences at her.

Just as she was lost in thought, there was a knock at the door.

“Who is it?” she called out, her voice cautious. She wasn’t about to take any chances in a foreign country.

A familiar voice answered from the other side, laced with playful exasperation. “It’s me, Jackson. Your incredibly handsome, unbeatable best friend.”

Miranda couldn’t help but laugh. She walked to the door and opened it.

Jackson poked his head in, glancing around theatrically, even taking an exaggerated sniff of the air.

“What are you looking for, Mr. Detective?” she asked, amused by his antics.

“Just making sure you’re not hiding any other guys in here,” Jackson quipped as he plopped down on her couch. “Man, I’m exhausted.”

“What have you been up to?” Miranda asked, raising an eyebrow.