Page 42 of Asher Black (The Five Syndicates)
I bask in his look of approval at my awesome memorizing skills. Truthfully, my skills aren’t as good as Asher’s, which I suspect is the result of him having an eidetic memory. Me, on the other hand? I’m a pig. I just never forget anything food related.
Asher picks up his phone to call Monica, who I learned is his assistant, for the food order. According to our questionnaire led conversation, she’s been having an attitude problem lately, but Asher’s reluctant to fire her because she’s been working with him since he started the company while at Wilton.
It’ll take too fucking long for him to train someone else. His words, not mine. Personally, I don’t commend her for working for him for over half a decade without a promotion. What is she thinking? No wonder she’s so crabby.
While Asher is talking to Monica, I decided to turn my phone off airplane mode. My phone vibrates for a solid minute with a bunch of incoming texts before stopping. I have 27 unread texts, all from Aimee, and a voicemail from her, too. They’re all from around 4 A.M. on the night we went to Rogue, except the most recent one, which is a lone text from last night.
Aimee: Ur at Asher’s???????????!!!!!!!!!
Aimee: Did I read that right?
Aimee: Hello?
Aimee: Lucy! U can’t just drop a bomb like that and not reply!
Aimee: I hate u.
Aimee: Omw home. Safe and sound no thanks to u.
Aimee: Eating all ur Starbursts if u don’t reply in 3…2…1…
Aimee: All ur red Starbursts are in my tummy. Pink next.
Aimee: Pink gone. Yellow’s turn.
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Aimee: Seriously? Not gonna reply? Not even for Starbursts?
Aimee: I hate u so much! Don’t leave me hanging! ASHER BLACK?!
Aimee: U guys better have sex.
Aimee: Take a pic of Little Asher. I need to know.
Aimee: How big is he?
Aimee: I bet he’s reallllllyyyyy big.
Aimee: U guys have to have babies.
Aimee: And get married.
Aimee: He won’t poison u, I promise. I won’t let him.
Aimee: If u don’t fuck him, I will.
Aimee: Lucccyyyyyyy, I need to know.
Aimee: Ur the worst roomie ever.
Aimee: I ate all ur Starbursts.
Aimee: I’m sleeping on ur bed. The only way u can stop me is by replying.
Aimee: Grrrrrrr….
Aimee: I’m calling the cops if u don’t text back…
