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        Reyastillhadn''tcomeoutofthekitchen.Hecheckedthetime—itshouldbeaboutright.Gettingup,hewenttopaythebillandaskedtohavetheleftoverBBQpackedup.

        Carryingthetakeoutbag,JunwalkedaroundtothealleybehindtherestaurantjustasReyacameoutthebackdoor,luggingtwobigtrashbags.

        "Ah,sorry...IthinkI''llneedabitmoretime,"Reyasaid,lookingalittleembarrassedasJunhelpedhertossthebagsintoagarbagebinalmostastallasshewas.

        "Iwassupposedtogetoffwhenyouarrived,"shesighed,brushingherhandsonherapron."ButIdidn''tfinisheverything,sothebossmademestayanotherhour.I''llbedonesoon—justhalfanhour,Ipromise."

        Juncaughtherarmassheturnedtogobackinside."Didhesignanemploymentcontractwithyou?Legally,hecan''tforceyoutoworkovertimelikethis."

        Reya''seyesdartedaround."Ah—it''snotthat.I''mjustabittooslowwithmyjobs.Please,justwaitalittlelonger,okay?"

        "Mycar''sparkedoutfront.You—"Junstarted,butbeforehecouldfinish,atallfigureappearedinthedoorway.Hehesitatedforasecond,andinthatmomentReyaslippedfromhisgraspandhurriedbackinside.

        Asshepassedthemixed-racedeliveryboy,theyexchangedabriefglance—nowords,justaflickerofsomethingunspoken.

        TheyoungmanthenlookedtowardJun,asifabouttosaysomething.Butafterasmallraiseofhisbrow,hesaidnothing,turnedaround,andpulledthebackdoorshutbehindhim.

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