Page 6 of Let it Breathe

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"And he asked me to give you this." The bartender slid a small piece of white paper across the bar toward me.

I study it without opening it, scared to touch it. On the outside, he had written:

To Chai.

He spelled it right.Points for that.

I downed the rest of my shot, set the glass down, and picked up the note.

My heart beat out of my chest. I unfolded the piece of paper, and in block letters, Donovan had written:

You owe me! Room 1204

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