It sounded like Bonnie’s voice. Intrigued, I thought of the camera hidden in the folds of my blouse, wishing I could transport it to the outside of the stall.
“I did everything you asked,” a secondvoice said. A voice that sounded a lot like Michelle’s.
“Yes, you did. Then fate stepped in and taught us both a lesson, wouldn’t you say?” Bonnie asked.
“Did it ever,” Michelle agreed.
Paper rustled.
“Here’s what I owe you. Thank you,” Bonnie said.
More rustling.
“Thank you. I’m glad it all worked out for you.”
“Even better than planned,” Bonnie said.
Then the door opened and two setsof high heels clicked out of the bathroom. Wondering what the hell I’d just witnessed, I climbed down from the toilet and slowly opened the stall door. After making sure the bathroom was empty, I opened the window and let my little friend out. Then I washed my hands and went to find Addison.
