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calling me at some point or if she just wants to
have something to show her friends when she’s talking about how pompous I am.
As I turn back to face the street ahead, though, I can’t help feeling I’ve
succeeded in a rather profound way.
    There’s nothing left for
me to do tonight—in town, anyway . Back at
the Plimpington Hotel, though, there’s a lot that still needs to get done.
    When the owner of the
hotel said that we could rent out the whole place, I answered that wouldn’t be
necessary. He said, “Okay,” and we moved on with the specifics.
    When he offered again
later in the conversation, I was curious, but still rejected the idea. He
didn’t know I was considering making Mulholland Stingray’s new base of
operations, and even if he did, he would have also learned there are only about
two dozen people out here with me. The bulk of Stingray and all of its non-me
higher ups are still back in Manhattan, and even if I do find what I’m looking
for in Mulholland, a lot of those people are going to stay right where they
are.
    Of course, the board will have to relocate, or I’ll be the
one who has to travel to every morning meeting out of state. That part’s
unavoidable, but I’m not looking to abandon New York.
    When the owner of the
hotel insisted that we have the place
to ourselves, but that the only way to do that would be to rent out the whole
place, I finally got the message.
    I offered to rent out
every room that was not currently occupied ,
but the line got silent about that time. Eventually, I relented. Until we get something
more permanent, the temporary corporate
headquarters of one of the biggest companies to come out of the last decade is
the Plimpington Hotel.
    When I finally turn the
corner, I pull out my cell phone and call my driver. He picks me up as I’m
walking and we head back to the hotel. I’m barely out of the car before I have
staff dropping files in my hand and giving me cell phones , two at a time so I can figure out whatever doom has befallen the
world since I left for Carne Celeste.
    Even as I’m signing
documents like they’re autographs and giving one-word answers to very complex
questions that don’t get a chance to get fully asked, my mind is on that
sidewalk, looking back and seeing Ellie put my number into her phone.
    I don’t want to get too
far ahead of myself here, and I can’t say for certain that I even saw it, but I
could almost swear Ellie had a smile on her face.

 
    Chapter
Three
    Naomi and the Dog
    Ellie

 
    “You know what else would be awesome about you and
Nikolai marrying each other?” Naomi asks. This game stopped being fun before it
started.
    “I’m not listening,” I
tell her and try to focus on the dishes she’s supposed to be drying.
    “We’d never have to go
bargain shopping again,” Naomi says as she bends down to give Max, my yellow
lab, a scratch behind the ears. “And you could
have the best dog food all the time.”
    Max wags his tail at the
mention of the word food.
    “You know you have to
give him something now, or else he’s just going to follow you around until you
do,” I tell Naomi. “Are you going to help me with these or what?” I ask.
    “I don’t get you,” she says.
“You’re always talking about how you want to break out of this rut you’ve been
in, and then a freaking CEO comes into your store and asks you on a date. Honestly , karmically I mean,” she says, “if you
don’t jump him, you’re slapping the universe in the face.”
    “With you as my roommate,
I think I owe it a few,” I tell her. “I think it’ll get over it.”
    I took the card. I even
added the number t o my phone, but after
three weeks, I still haven’t called. To be honest, I don’t even know if he’s
still in town. If he is, I doubt he’d still be interested.
    “You say that now,” Naomi
says, “but this isn’t the kind of thing that just happens to people. Everyone
you ever tell the story to is going to think you’re an