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Jeremiel was not surprised to find Amelia Davidson waiting for him when he returned to the motel room he had been using as his base for the last few days. He hadn’t been expecting her quite so soon though.
“Ah,” he said as he closed the door behind him and gave the woman a smile. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Amelia Davidson.” He took off his jacket and hung it on the hook on the back of the door. He motioned with his hand towards the mini fridge. “May I get you a drink of some kind? I believe that is a human standard practice for visitors, correct?”

















