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Kingston: guys...we have a problem.
Alex: What is it?
Gabe: why aren’t you asleep?
Kingston: because I can’t sleep when Stan is stuck in your penthouse by himself.
Gabe: he’s a he now?
Alex: who?
Kingston: Stan
Alex: who the hell is Stan?
Gabe: his plant
Kingston: do you know many women named Stan?
Alex: Can’t say I do. Isn’t Stan a succulent? Katherine said they can go a few weeks without water right?
Kingston: you think it’ll be weeks before we can get back into the apartment?astonished face emoji
Kingston: what about her other plants?
Kingston: they’re not like Stan. She babies some of them. A lot of them.
Kingston: they’re moody and temperamental and Simon comes by to care for them b/c they’re a bunch of prima donnas.
Gabe: breathe, dude
Gabe: We’ll know more tomorrow...later today.
Gabe: I’m sure Stan is fine. Probably enjoying the view.
Alex: I’ll contact her plant guy and have him on standby for when we learn more.
Kingston: Simon! Good idea. We might need a rescue mission.
Gabe: Gonna climb up the elevator shaft like you’re in Mission Impossible?
Kingston: if I need to.
Kingston: I’ve actually never done that before.
Kingston: could be fun.
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Katherine
The SUV slows to a stop on a tree-lined street. Alex and I came straight here from the airport.
I’m eager to see Kingston and Gabe. And there might be a mixture of dread and curiosity because King and I never did get to talk about whatever it was he wanted to talk about.
Knowing him, it could be surfing off the coast of Portugal or skydiving over a glacier. But I have a feeling it’s a lot more personal than that. Which is why my stomach is in knots.
“Wait for me,” Alex says, his voice deliciously dark.