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Alais might not want to admit she was in trouble, and she certainly didn’t want to cop to the idea that she might not be able to handle whatever that trouble was, but Pops and meself were not so sanguine.
“Get over there and check on her, make sure she’s alright.”
“Sure thing, Pops, but don’t you have eyes on her?”
“Yes, but I haven’t heard from the chap since this afternoon.”
I clicked off my wrist communicator and took a cab to Alais’s flat. Nothing looked amiss as I approached the building, but there was no sign of Monty, inside or out. Sprinting up the steps, I used my key to enter the front door. Alais had no idea I had keys to her digs, but she tended to be a bit too sure of herself at times. It was merely a precaution for times like this. I had a funny feeling, something didn’t smell right. I didn’t want to ring the buzzer. When I got to the door to her flat, it was closed and locked. I put me head to the wood. I didn’t hear nothing. I slipped my key in the lock, and pushed the door open.
“Alais, luv, you here?”
It was quiet, too quiet.
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