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Chapter 10

While Freen was in her apartment, she gets a phone call from Billy. He sounds anxious.

"Freen, I need your help," he says. "It's really important."

"What is it, Billy?"

"Saint has an important item, and I can't find it in the office. Without it, my client..." Billy sighs. "I'll be in big trouble with the client."

"Okay, what kind of item?" Freen asks.

"It's an accounting book, a ledger. The client had him record some details in a blue leather book a few years ago before I took over the account..."

"You guys still use physical books? What happened to your accounting software?" Freen asks, unable to help herself.

"This client wants traditional bookkeeping," Billy replies. "He pays well enough for us to agree to his terms of using the old ledger method."

"Okay, I'll try to find it, but I don't remember seeing any blue book in the apartment," Freen tells him.

"Thanks, Freen. Look in your safes or any hidden compartments. Maybe shoe boxes or something?" Billy suggests.

"Why would he keep a ledger in a shoebox?" Freen wonders.

Billy pauses before answering. "I don't know. You mentioned you didn't see it at all, so he may have hidden it somewhere unusual."

"Fine! I’ll check every corner and let you know," Freen agrees.

"Thanks, Freen. If you find it, you're a lifesaver!" Billy says. After they hang up, Freen begins her search for the blue ledger. After an hour of looking and finding nothing close to a blue book, she decides to end the search in her apartment. Maybe she’ll have better luck at Becky’s later.

But they have dinner plans today, so she might check after that.

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Becky's hair smells of lavender and vanilla. Freen thinks she likes Becky's shampoo way too much, leaning closer and resting her chin on Becky's shoulder. She wraps her arms around Becky's slim waist as they ride on her scooter into town.

They're headed to a popular restaurant in Pattaya for dinner. It’s a short 20-minute ride, but it’s an experience she won’t forget. Just like the first time, she feels free with the wind, and Becky's warmth and sweet-scented hair are a bonus.

"Did you just order a burger?" Becky looks surprised at Freen's choice. "You don’t seem like a burger person."

"What do you mean? I love burgers. I don’t have to look like a trucker to enjoy burgers, Becky," Freen responds playfully.

"I'm just saying you could've told me, and I would have made burgers for you at home. You also seem like a strict diet person. You don’t seem to like carbs," Becky clarifies.

"Well, I am. Kind of. I guess you’ve noticed. But today, I decided to make it a cheat day," Freen shrugs.

"Okay, but I'm sorry for not cheating with you today. I’m too used to being a vegetarian," Becky admits.

"Don't they have vegan burgers here? That would still be cheating without breaking your vegan rule, right? Join the burger club!" Freen suggests.

"You're right! But I think it's too late to change my pasta order," Becky says with disappointment.

"Never mind, it’s not too late. Do you want that vegan burger?" Freen asks.

"I don’t mind, but we made our orders about five minutes ago, and I'm sure they've already started cooking," Becky reminds her.