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“Nate?” Darlene calls again.
“Coming,” I respond. Darlene barely acknowledges me as she ducks back in the room to make sure the camera is ready.
I should go. I know I should.There’s nothing for me here except resume fodder, and it’s not going to be worth watching this.
But if I leave now, I’ll never see her again.
So I take a deep breath and head over to the hotel room where I’ll do my goddamn job and interview Becca like nothing ever happened between us.
If that’s the way she wants it,fine. She can have what she wants.
I’ll stay and let her twist the knife.
