The Price of Entanglement, Chapter 4, pt. 4

“Hadn’t thought about it that way before, but it makes sense,” she said, considering. Dunn stopped by a door stood slightly open, leading to what looked like a small interview room.

“Here we are,” he said, opening the door for her.

The interview was a relatively quick twenty minutes or so, covering all the usual job interview stuff. After the initial interesting and unusual conversation, it was a breeze, and she walked out of the place with a bit of a spring in her step, confident that things had gone well.

She waited around for a few minutes but didn’t see Quinn anywhere. The young man at the reception desk hadn’t seen him either when she asked. She considered sending a message for a second, but dismissed the thought; if he was still talking, it could throw him off. Instead, she signaled for a cab.

She’d been en route for no more than five minutes when her phone buzzed her.

Sorry I missed you, just got out. Went well. How ‘bout yours?

Went great! Glad yours did too.

Capital Cappuccino again?

Sounds good, could use one. Rerouting; see you there in a few.

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