Page 92 of Nacho Boyfriend

“Mr. Precio?” The voice on the other end of the line is definitely not Enrique.

“Um, that depends on which Mr. Precio you’re looking for,” I say tentatively.

“Ignacio Precio?”

Crap.

“Yeah, that’s me.”

If this is a telemarketer, I’m going to have a serious beef with my mobile carrier.

“This is Officer Fletcher from the Los Angeles Police Department. There’s been a fire.”

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