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ACT ONE. dog without a bone. CHAPTER iii. ❛ DON'T SELF-SABOTAGE ON AN EMPTY STOMACH. ❜
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"THEN HE TRIED TO MAKE ME SWEEP THE COBWEBS in his office," Juniper Carvalho smiles, popping a roll of sushi into her mouth. She sits atop of Frances' desk, swinging her feet and wasting her lunch lying low inside his department. Partly to keep up appearances, mainly to hide from Roman. Frances laughs and scarfs down another California roll.
"That prick," he says in his jolly British accent. "I should go up there and sock him in the jaw."
Juni giggles at the thought of it.
Frances cannot swat a fly.
Each time she goes to sqash a bug, he recites to her a poem by Nikki Giovanni.
MERCY.
She asks me to kill the spider. Instead, I get the most peaceful weapons I can find.
