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“
BUT
I
DO
PLACES
,
Ana
,
not
people
,
”
José
groans
.
“
José
,
please
?
”
I
beg
.
I
pace
the
living
room
of
our
apartment
,
clutching
my
cell
and
staring
out
the
window
at
the
fading
evening
light
.
“
Give
me
that
phone
.
”
Kate
grabs
the
handset
from
me
,
tossing
her
silken
reddish
-
blond
hair
over
her
shoulder
.
“
Listen
here
,
José
Rodriguez
,
if
you
want
our
newspaper
to
cover
the
opening
of
your
show
,
you
’
ll
do
this
shoot
for
us
tomorrow
,
capiche
?
”
Kate
can
be
awesomely
tough
.
“
Good
.
Ana
will
call
back
with
the
location
and
the
call
time
.
We
’
ll
see
you
tomorrow
.
”
She
snaps
my
cell
phone
off
.
“
Sorted
.
All
we
need
to
do
now
is
decide
where
and
when
.
Call
him
.
”
She
holds
the
phone
out
to
me
.
My
stomach
twists
.
“
Call
Grey
,
now
!
”
I
scowl
at
her
and
reach
into
my
back
pocket
for
his
business
card
.
I
take
a
deep
,
steadying
breath
,
and
with
shaking
fingers
,
I
dial
the
number
.
He
answers
on
the
second
ring
.
His
tone
is
clipped
,
calm
,
and
cold
.
“
Grey
.
”
“
Er
…
Mr
.
Grey
?
It
’
s
Anastasia
Steele
.
”
I
don
’
t
recognize
my
own
voice
,
I
’
m
so
nervous
.
There
’
s
a
brief
pause
.
Inside
I
’
m
quaking
.
