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"Guys!" he continued, and I quickly ducked, lowering my body and sitting under the table for a minute before crawling out to the other side of the café.
"Hey!" I heard Penn sound exhausted.
It seemed like Jenny and Rayden were having a deep conversation or maybe an argument, so Penn’s repeated calls to them were ignored.
"Oh, come on," I heard Rayden’s voice as he angrily followed Jenny. I took the chance to reach behind the counter. Penn turned around to look behind him, but their argument was helping me escape. I ran behind the counter and then entered the kitchen, briefly standing there and staring at them.
Jenny finally saw her brother and approached him with Rayden tucked behind her.
I could tell Penn tried to tell her I was with him as he pointed at the empty chair, but then he looked confused when he didn’t find me there. He looked around, but I had stepped away from the small window in the door.
There were chefs and servers back there, watching me as I made my way through the back door.
"Really? You’re that type?" I heard from behind, my tongue between my teeth.
I turned and saw Benita standing there with her hands on her hips.
"I got an emergency call," I said, though it sounded like complete nonsense.
"And instead of telling that poor guy the truth about wanting to leave, you’re sneaking out like a coward through the back door. What emergency? You know the jacket holders aren’t allowed to sell their bodies, right?" She had the nerve to say that word in front of her cooks.
I stared at them watching me, then gesturing at each other in shock.
"Don’t throw accusations when you don’t know me," I straightened my back, realizing that if I didn’t shut her down today, she’d think she could say whatever she wanted and bully me.
"Huh, isn’t it obvious that you were going to the sketchiest streets with that guy who was here earlier?" She made sure everyone heard her as she accused me of going to that shady place.
I nodded, catching her off guard. "We accidentally took a wrong turn. But why were you there?" I placed my hands on my waist as I watched her posture falter.
"What are you insinuating?" Now that she was on the receiving end of such accusations, she sounded offended.
"What? I thought we were playing ’Guess Who Was Doing What in That Street?’ For you to encounter me there, you must have been there too." I rested my case, and as she fell short of an answer, her server gasped. I turned and ran out the back door.
I had a feeling her next move would be to call Penn in the back and have him catch me red-handed as I tried to escape.
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