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what you were thinking about asking me,” she said.
    â€œHow do you know what I was thinking about asking you?”
    â€œBecause I know you, Mr. Jonathan Taylor. So, out with it; wha . . . what’s on your mind?”
    â€œOkay, Miss Mind Reader, I have several other questions for you.”
    She bounced her crossed leg on top of the other and bit into her nail. “I’m waiting.”
    â€œWhat did you do Saturday night? Who were you with, and why do you come to work dressed like that?”
    Sylvia looked at herself, pulled her skirt down and glared at me. “I already told you what I was into Saturday night. And if you must know, I dress like this because I like the clothes I wear, and because my boss can’t seem to keep his eyes off me when I wear them.”
    I laughed and pointed to my chest. “So, you dress like that for me?”
    â€œYep,” she said, laughing her damn self. “It’s the least I can do. You need some type of enjoyment being cooped up in this place all the time, don’t you?”
    â€œThat’s why I have a wife, Sylvia.”
    â€œBut, she’s not here all the time. So, in the meantime, feel free to undress me with your eyes anytime. Trust me, I enjoy every bit of it.”
    â€œOkay, if you insist. You are crazy; do you know that?”
    â€œI know, but I love to see my boss laughing, especially if I can make him forget about being mad at me for running my mouth to my coworkers all the time.”
    â€œYeah, you’re right. I almost forgot about that. One of these days, I’m going to fire you for that mess. In the meantime, though, I need my coffee, a bagel with strawberry cream cheese, two Tylenol, the paperwork on the Johnson case, and before you leave today, I need those fifteen letters I put on your desk last night typed. If you get finished early,” I said, reaching for a pile of papers on my desk that needed to be filed, “you can file these away for me.”
    Sylvia stood up and put her hands on her hips. “The coffee, I got your back. The bagel and Tylenol, you can get that yourself, and as for the letters, I’ll have them to you within the hour. After that, I’m going to Audrey’s office for the rest of the day to loiter there since you won’t let me do it here.”
    â€œWell, loiter on, sista, but make sure I get my things.”
    â€œWill do,” she said already pouring my coffee. She came over to my desk and put my mug on top of it.
    Before taking a sip, I looked up at her. “Sylvia, you didn’t see Dana this past weekend, did you?”
    She sucked her teeth and released a deep breath. “Jonathan, look. We hung out for a while, but I also had other things to tend to. Please don’t start questioning me about our whereabouts, okay?”
    â€œYou’re right and I’m sorry. Just ignore me, okay?”
    â€œIt’s hard to ignore you but I will try,” she said on her way to the door. “In the meantime, if you need me, I’ll be at my desk.”
    Sylvia closed the door, and five minutes later, she came back with my bagel and Tylenol. I thanked her for being so good to me and tried to focus on getting something accomplished for the day.
    Unable to focus, and thinking about my amazing night with Dana, I called home to check on her. When she didn’t answer, I called her cell phone only to get voicemail. I left a message and told her to get back with me soon.
    By four o’clock, I still hadn’t heard from Dana. I couldn’t concentrate on anything, and by the time I came out of my meeting, which wasn’t until 5:30 p.m., she still hadn’t called. I put the phone down and walked outside of my office to ask Sylvia if she somehow missed Dana’s call.
    â€œNo, Jonathan,” she said with a serious attitude, and shoving her paper around on her desk. “I’ve been trying to reach her myself.”
    â€œAre you sure