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Charlie looked up at the station manager. “How can you stay mad at this guy?”
Maud snorted. “Don’t get me started.”
But Charlie wasn’t having it. “Maud, apologize to the gentleman.”
“No.”
“Maud, I’m not asking you a second time.”
“Since when did the likes of you . . .” But when Ryan walked over to stand on Charlie’s other side, the station manager lost a good deal of her starch. She grumbled, then, “Oh, all right. I suppose you’ve earned a pass. But only if you get those documents off on time.”
Charlie did his best to hide his smile. “I guess that will have to do.”
