WHO: Kabe and Michael WHAT: Setting the record straight WHERE: A restaurant in Mexico City to start with WARNINGS: Probable.
If she'd had blood, her heart would have been pounding. She'd curled her hair, done her makeup, pulled it back and put on Az's dress that was just a little bit too tight in the midsection. Her heels were high but not high enough that she'd trip and make a twat of herself. Hopefully.
She'd texted Michael and asked him to get a table at a restaurant downtown; they could at least get drinks, no matter what happened. She was at the place now, and after she'd taken a breath, she began to walk through the place, looking for him.