Page 45 of Holiday Do Us Part


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“Oh, come on. Stop being so naïve. He literally set Easton up to look like he was cheating on you. And those pictures? Were they even legit?”

“What do you mean? It was Easton and that girl. She was all over him.”

“Was it, though? Do you know how easy it is to alter images nowadays? Hello, we’re living in a world of AI.”

“So you’re saying those were fake?”

“Obviously. If Easton says he didn’t do it, those pictures technically don’t exist in real life.”

“Oh my god.” I cover my face with my hands. “What did I do?”

“Since you’re drunk, I say it’s not what youdidbut what you should do now.” That smile. Nothing good ever comes from that smile.

“Oh great, and what’s that?”

“I say we go confront that asshole.”

“That sounds like a great idea. Not. I don’t even know where Russ lives now. I haven’t talked to him since that day he made a pass at me.”

“Pfft. If you exist, you’re on the internet.” After a quick search, Tory yells, “Bam. Let’s go!” She gets up and grabs her purse.

“Dude, I’m hamboned right now. I’m not driving anywhere.”

“Hell no. Who said anything about driving?” She taps on her phone. “There, Jerry will be here in three minutes. Let’s go.”

***

Seventeen minutes later, we pull up to Russ’s apartment. “Oh my god, I’m nervous.”

“Don’t be. This is your chance for answers. Closure. Possibly revenge.”

I twist in the backseat. “Revenge? What do you exactly think’s gonna go down here?”

“Well, you can confront him. Ask him why he lied and sabotaged your relationship. I guess we could have brought him some of your martini concoctions. Those would be a good form of torture—ow! I’m not the one you should be violent with.”

“Stop mocking my martinis.”

Tory rubs her upper arm. “Fine. Geez.”

“What if I start by asking why he tried to ruin my life?”

“That’s a great start.”

“And if he denies it?”

“How can he deny it? You have proof. But if he does, knee him in the balls.”

I look back at her. I have no urge to physically harm him. I just want to talk. Understand why he did what he did. “I just need closure. Okay, I’m going in.”

“Want me to come with you for support?”

“No, I got this. Keep Jerry busy.”

I exit the car, walk up to the apartment building, find Russ’s number, and press his buzzer.

“Yeah?”

“Russ, it’s Callie. Let me in.”

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