Chapter Forty-Two
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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!"
