‘Won’t bother me? I doubt it! Just go away.”


    Carlos didn’t believe her. Without a word, he went on doing his work making notes, turning pages


    Left with no other choice, Debbie took out her phone and called someone.


    “Hey Ivan, you busy? In a meeting? Oh, nothing serious. Thank you. Bye.”


    Ivan was in a meeting. His assistant had answered the phone.


    Debbie dialed another number.


    “Hi Yates, it’s me. Piggy’s mom.” Piggy was so adorable everyone liked her. Debbie took advantage of


    it shamelessly and made friends with Yates Fletcher from Askor, Xavier


    O’Caghan from Mipburg, a sessful Lawyer, and Ivan. ALL these guys were big shots, and all of


    them were Piggy’s godfathers.


    *Yates?’ That name got Carlos’ attention. Yates was the second most powerful man in a mysterious,


    foreign organization


    Debbie told Yates on the phone, “I crashed into Carlo’ Luxurious car.


    And he insists I pay him for repairs now. But I’m Low on cash. Can you lend me some? Piggy’s not


    here. Can we talk about the money first? You want to talk to him? You two know each other?” ‘How


    come I never knew they were friends?’ she wondered.


    She handed her phone to Carlos and said, “Here, it’s Yates.”


    Carlos took the phone and said, “Hi.”


    Yates said something on the phone that Debbie couldn’t make out. Carlos asked with a frown, “Yates,


    how much do you Know about this gal?”


    Yatesughed and said something else Debbie didn’t catch. A short whileter, Carlos handed her the


    phone, his face clouding over.


    “Frankie,” he called.


    Frankie walked over to the window, waiting for his boss’s orders.


    “Let’s go,” Carlos said.


    “Yes, Carlos.”


    The Emperor drove off and was finally out of sight.


    Debbie stared at her phone, dumbfounded. ‘Yates knows Carlos. How? I was getting nowhere ‘til Yates


    spoke up for me. I wonder why?”


    “What did you say to Carlos?” she asked him curiously in a text.


    Yates didn’t reply for a bit. Finally, he wrote, “I told him that you were husband and wife once, and he


    should go easy on you for old times’ sake. When that didn’t work, I tried saying that because you


    banged each other many times was a good enough reason to forgive the repairs.”


    Debbie always knew what kind of man Yates was, but his vulgarity still shocked her.


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    With the problem solved, Debbie was relieved. She drove her car to a nearby 4S shop and then


    checked into the hospital.