Steps
Page 24
by Bea Paige
“Where the bloody hell are you? Dom and I have been waiting for fucking ages. Bring us the damn drink you useless, good for nothing piece of sh...”
I don’t bother to listen to the rest of the call. I hang up and grab the brochure from Richard, who is about to put it back in his bag.
“What time’s the flight?” I ask.
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