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room, not before dumping the drink into the trash.
    “What’s going on?” I shouted as Callem hurried me through the two long and crowded hallways.  “Callem?  What’s wrong?”  I asked again as he burst through the double doors and out into the parking garage.
    Callem didn’t let go of my hand until he had me in the car.  I was getting a little nervous at this point.  I didn’t understand what was happening.  Did I do something wrong?  I sat quietly as he swerved the car out of the garage and back onto the busy city streets.
    “I’m sorry,” Callem finally said after a long heavy sigh.  “I couldn’t let you stay there anymore.”
    “What did I do?” I mumbled.
    Callem’s eyes flicked to the rear view mirror.  “You didn’t do anything.  It was Damien.  I could handle the phone calls, talking you up like you were a piece of meat, but I saw him put something in your glass of wine.”
    My jaw dropped.  “He laced my drink?”  I felt like screaming.   “With what?”
    “I’m not sure, but I can guarantee you it wasn’t a vitamin supplement.”
     “What the hell was he thinking?  Oh my God.  Should we turn him in?  Should we go to the police?”
    “If we go to the police, I’d be arrested as an accomplice for transporting him and his drugs.”
    “What?”
    “Even if I’m the one who turned him in, I could get my license revoked for transporting prescription drugs.  Plus, he’s probably ditched his stash by now and he’ll lawyer up on you for slander or filing a false report.”
    “But we don’t even know they’re illegal drugs, so then there wouldn’t be any cause to get you in trouble.”
    “There also wouldn’t be any reason to turn him in if they weren’t illegal drugs.”
    “We don’t have to tell them you were driving him around.”
    “I’m not in the business of lying to the police, especially when Damien and so many other people can say otherwise.”
    “So we’re just going to let him do this again?”
    “No.  I told him I know every transportation company and security service in the country and if he ever tries anything like that again, I’d go to the media, which is much worse than going to the authorities for someone like him.”
    I shook my head.  “No, no that’s not enough.  There’s no question he had planned on drugging me and taking advantage of me.  We can’t just let him get away with that.”
    Callem sat silently for a second.  He sighed before changing lanes and making a spontaneous right hand turn.  “Alright.  You’re right.”
    I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.  “Are you really going to get your license revoked?”
    Callem didn’t answer right away which was enough of an answer for me.  “We’re almost there,” he responded quickly, diverting the subject.
    “Could you just take me home please?  Just forget it.  No harm, no foul, right?  Just take me home please.”
    “I think we should just go to the police station.”
    “Callem, please.  Take me home.  Please.  I want you to.  I just want to go home.”  I leaned back in the seat.  The car was silent the rest of the ride.

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    “No, we need to get out there this week.  Let me check my schedule and talk to Liv and I’ll let you know when we’re leaving,” I paused, listening to Red jaw at me on the other end of the phone.  “Then reschedule it,” I spat.  “It’s not as important as this.  We need to get things under control before someone else comes in there wanting to shut us down.  I’ll get back to you.”
    I hung up the phone before I could hear anymore bitching from my wingman.  I couldn’t stand hearing anymore after being on the phone with Spaniards who think they’re being mistreated and are threatening to walk.  Mind you, these whiney Spaniards speak a total of twenty-seven words of English, the primary ones being ‘fuck’ and ‘bitch’.
    I rubbed my hand through my thinning hair feeling a