![]() ![]() It was dated from July, before her memory became consistent– she had assumed it was from the night she had abandoned Sirena at Diamondback’s, according to hearsay from the bartender. They had matched briefly, on Simder, before he rebuffed her ( I didn’t even get to the punchline, Nova thought bitterly). She smiled at Carwin’s message, then opened her photo app, selected a photo of her and Sirena dressed to the nines, typed a snippy response, and hit send.Īnd then she noticed something about the photo: in the corner, partly obscured, a bright-eyed man with dark, messy hair.Īlex, she recalled. She slammed her bedroom door a little louder tonight, but Nova didn’t notice. Six episodes later, Sirena retired for the evening. “Sorry–maybe try the missed connections page on Megslist or something?” “He’s been here a couple of times, but he always closes his tabs in cash,” Hugo shrugged. Would you happen to keep receipts or tabs or anything? Or has he been back since then?” “I have face blindness,” Nova said, “anyway, I know his first name: Alex. “You don’t remember who you went home with and you thought it might be a love connection?” Hugo said blankly. “I just thought maybe it was a love connection,” Nova said. Why are you looking for him?” Hugo glanced briefly at her stomach, then back up to her face. “He ordered a couple of drinks, but we didn’t talk other than that. Did you talk to him at all before we left?” ![]() “It’s blurry, but yeah, that’s him, I remember his hair. “This guy, in the corner–is he the one I left with a few weeks ago?” Nova opened the picture and turned her phone to the bartender. ![]()
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