Hecouldn''''''''ttellifitwasthecaffeine—orsomethingelse.

        Eitherway,heknewohingforsure.

        He''''''''dhavetostopbytherestaurantagain.HavealittlechatwitholdHessel.

        Ifitcamedowntoit,hecouldalwayshelpReyasettlethatso-calledantiquevase—fivedigitsbarelymeantanythingtohimanyway.

        ***

        Juheentiremfinishinghisusualdailytasks.JustasRedLanternopenedforthelunchservice,hewalkedintotherestaurant.

        Thecrispchimeofthewindbellweledhim.Kurt,themixed-racedeliveryboy,stoodattheter,talkingtothemiddle-agedAsianwomanbehindit—hismother.Hisfacelookedteheversationclearlynotgoingwell.

        Hearingsomeoer,Kurtturned.WhenhesawJun,hisbrowfurrowed.

        "You,again?"

        Junraisedaneyebrow."What,I''''''''teforameal?"

        ThewomanholdingthemenuwalkedpastKurtwithoutaword,simplygesturingforJuntotakeaseatbythewindow.

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