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I fight rolling my eyes at Peterman for the third time since Emma left the room. These three men are not concerned at all by Emma’s long exit from our presence.

“I’m going to check on Emma,” I state, rising from the table, interrupting their conversation.

Not finding her in the hallway, I make my way down the corridor. A female server rounds the corner, a tray of fresh drinks in her hand.

“Pardon me,” I ask for her attention. “Have you seen ...