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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 11:34 pm
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(Pictures of Nina and her brother are on page 2)
"Fiona! Hi!" Nina's usual energetic voice came through the phone. Nina was always a bubbly person, and one of the few to pass Cliff's scrutiny, but only barely. She was a sweet girl, caring, and often volunteered at animal shelters. She had known Fiona since High School and went to beauty school with her. "I went into the salon today to pick up my pay check and they told me you weren't coming in today," she began in her chipper voice. "My brother is in from New York, and he just finished art school at Columbia. I told him you did some fashion stuff on the side and sent him some pictures. I hope you don't mind, but I mean, he'd love to talk to you about it! So, would you want to go to lunch with us?" Nina's voice nearly begged, knowing how Cliff was about these things. "Pretty please with sugar on top? We'd only be a couple hours!"
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 11:56 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 03, 2013 8:23 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 03, 2013 9:05 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 03, 2013 9:30 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 03, 2013 11:49 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 03, 2013 1:00 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 03, 2013 1:31 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 03, 2013 1:44 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 03, 2013 2:14 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 03, 2013 2:26 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 03, 2013 3:24 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 03, 2013 3:37 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 03, 2013 4:19 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 03, 2013 7:11 pm
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Nina glared at Nathan across the table. She could see what her brother was doing. He was such a flirt sometimes. Nathan beamed. "Cool, I can't wait."
Cliff's morning was filled with elderly patients needing more medication. They were short, but boring, and not what he wanted to do with his time, but as always, Dr. Richard put on a happy face. He checked his watch. Noon. He sighed a little and looked at his phone, admiring the 'I love you' text he had gotten from Fiona that morning. He pondered this for a moment. It was a Friday, Fiona was not working today. Why hadn't he taken a long weekend? He went to his receptionist. Tracy was a beautiful blonde woman with the personality of a door nail. She popped her gum incessantly. Admittedly, Cliff had gone through a period of time when he accepted her advances. Not because he was attracted to her, but because she was easy and attracted to him. Of course, Fiona would never know. He'd threatened to kill Tracy. "Tracy? What does my schedule look like for this afternoon?" "Oh, let me get that," she scrolled through the computer. "One appointment at four." "Cancel it." Tracy pressed 'delete'. "Plans with the wife?" she asked suggestively. "More for than with." He said with a smile, though through his teeth he muttered Nosy little slut, "Don't wear that outfit again." "Excuse me?" "Don't wear it. Have a good weekend Tracy." He left without another word.
Cliff entered the home, hanging his jacket. "Fiona?" he called. No answer. That was...unusual. And her car wasn't in the drive way. Of course he assumed it was in the garage, but when he went to check...nothing. Instantly, his phone was out, dialing his wife, grinding his teeth together.
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