Chapter Forty-Two

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JPOV

I waved to the security guard, then stepped out into the clear September afternoon.

Sliding on my sunglasses while I walked, I let the city fill my senses.

The light at the crosswalk changed, halting the busy pedestrian traffic.

Even on a Saturday, the streets bustled with activity; the myriad office buildings, restaurants, and stores co-existing in a vibrant, living example of the great American Melting Pot.

While I waited, I mulled over what to do about the situation with Peter.

Hell, he barely talked to me, except about work.

If he wouldn't even eat lunch with me –

"Jasper, wait!"