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We all decided to have a loco moco and she hurried off to fetch our sodas, the order having been sent directly to the kitchen thanks to her electronic order tablet. As if her walking off had been some sort of signal, phones all around the diner began to ping, as well as Yorix and my kunnarskyns to chime.

“What’s going on?” Chris asked, looking alarmed.

Korah placed his hand over his, stopping him from grabbing his phone, the both of us having received our Mylos compatible phones just before we left the Fleet this morning.

“Let me look. I’ll have better intel than any journalist or vlogger,” Korah replied and I put my own down without looking as Chris replied with his agreement..

Korah glanced at his kunnarskyn, his eyes widening. “What time is your spa thing?” he asked..

“In an hour and a half, why?” I replied, seeing the time on a clock on the wall by the door..

“Okay. You guys go do that and I’ll wait in the lobby for Oshar.”

Chris gasped. “He’s coming now? But he’s to meet the guests and take them to dinner and -”

“The L.T.C.’s mate, Richie, is going to do that with Kimo, and ride down with them all tomorrow as planned.” I grinned at him broadly. “A judge just ordered social services to do a handover. Oshar and Daisy are on their way to pick Jimmy up and bring him here.”

Chris let out a whoop while I fist pumped the air, uncaring that other diners had now turned to look at us and stare. I’d been right! And now Jimmy was on his way!

“They did? Why? Had they taken him to the protest?” Chris asked excitedly.

“I’ll let Oshar explain, but yes and no. It’s a bit more than that but nothing that endangered Jimmy personally, okay? So just focus on Jimmy and not anything else you might hear about.”

Well, that sounded ominous.

“It’s bad, isn’t it? What the fuck did they do?” Chris scowled..

Korah sighed. “A teacher and a kid were kidnapped while leaving the picnic in Central Park. Jimmy had overheard your dad talk about a kid from New York being brought to Cincinnati, so he snuck away from the girl they left babysitting him and some other young at the motel they checked into, and went to a nearby Waffle House where he convinced the waitress to call 911.”

“Go, Jimmy!” Chris and I chorused.

Korah smiled. “Oshar and Jimmy can tell us the whole story when they get here in a few hours. He’s on his way down from the ship now, he has to pick him up and sign papers, then fly to the hotel.”

“Maybe I should skip the spa treatment,” Chris said.

“Don’t you dare!” I told him, jabbing him with my nail. “When he gets here, Korah can let the spa staff know and bring him to us. You can say hello but then he’s probably going to need to eat and he won’t have many clothes with him or anything! Let Korah and Oshar bond with him by seeing to that, and then after he has a nap, we can go to dinner at the bar and grill.”

“I’ll make sure he only has a light meal while we’re out, then,” Korah promised him.

“Okay,” Chris replied sulkily..

“We need to look our best for tomorrow,” I reminded him. ”He’ll be excited to see you and be part of the Mylos ohana and have a whale of a time, no matter what.”

“Yeah. You’re right.” His face brightened. “And he won’t ever have to go back! Right?”

“Right. No judge will give him back after this,” Korah agreed as Yorix and Oshar nodded in agreement.

“Okay, who had the Diet Coke?” our waitress asked, reappearing.

I raised my hand, and she placed my drink in front of me. She then handed out the rest of our drinks, left, returning minutes later with our plates of food.

“Oh my gosh!” Chris moaned around his first mouthful. “This is delicious. We totally have to come back tomorrow so Oshar and Jimmy can try this.”

“This is like the ultimate comfort food level. But I don’t think I could eat it every day. All this gravy would go straight to my hips and ass,"I replied.

Yorix pressed a kiss to my cheek. “You’d be beautiful no matter what you ate or where the calories went.”

“Aw!” Chris cooed. “Someone is definitely smitten.”

“Well, he is my perfect match, just like Oshar and Korah are yours,” I pointed out. I sure hoped Jimmy knew how lucky he was to have a brother like Chris, and how fortunate he was to have Oshar and Korah there for them both.