Jessie keyed in Zach's cell phone number. "What do you want?" he snapped.
"My, my, aren't we the feisty one tonight."
"What are you doing?" he asked in a softer voice.
"I'm on my way over to your house and thought I'd make sure you were home when I got there."
"Good. Pick up dinner on your way." He suggested.
"Do you have wine to go with Thai food?" she asked.
"I have a Riesling chilling in the fridge."
She grinned. She could always count on him to have the wine. "Good, pop the cork. I'll be there in about a half-hour, so set the table outside, okay?"
"You got it. Hurry up. I want to talk to you about my case," he said.
"Yeah, and I with you."
Exiting the train, she weaved her way through the crowded tunnel and rushed up the stairs and out to the street. Checking her phone to find the closest Thai restaurant, she keyed in the information and found Thai Foon was within walking distance.
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