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"Shit," I snapped, whippingout the time

Five-fifty am

I could have already missed a ship or two

"Da for the binoculars onto force my still-tired eyes to focus

Foreign ships

But none from South America

That e, and a trip down to the first floor to grab some continental breakfast when it opened after six

Ar box of Honey Nut Cheerios to eat as a snack later, Iact to get the keycard in, if I did say so myself

All for nothing, of course

Because one foot inside with the door sla all across the ugly carpet

Because there, sitting in my office chair like he owned the joint, was the ht before

Mr Grassi, the son

"Seems like an appropriate place for a meal like that," he said, his voice s his leg, drawing un situated there "Just relax, Romina," he added, and ue

"Romy," I corrected, knee-jerk

"Roaze unnerving