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An officer was pacing as they waited for medics for the guys twitching on the ground. No one was in a hurry to help them, but they had been disarmed.
The officer who was pacing kept his gaze on Aggie.
Polly smiled.
Aggie looked at her. “What?”
“I think I found the match to your bridge.”
Aggie whirled, and the officer kept pacing but was definitely making eye contact. “A cop? Really?”
The ladies all giggled, and Minoru smiled. “Don’t do anything you are not comfortable doing, Aggie.”
Aggie nodded. “Right. He definitely qualifies as something I would not becomfortabledoing.”
Kell snickered but suggested a compromise. “Tell him about your mark and ask him if it means anything. If it does, you can connect later. Then, you know for sure.” She smiled. “Get his card.”
Aggie pulled together her wedding planner spine, turned, and walked toward the man staring at her like a feral animal.
He straightened, and Aggie looked petite next to him, which was funny as she wasn’t petite. Aggie remained calm and kept her arms at her sides, but then she asked for his card, and he lit up with glee. He must have asked her for her number because she shook her head, and he scowled.
She held up the card, and his expression smoothed. She reached to pat his hand, and he caught her fingers in his. They both froze. Aggie’s phone buzzed, and she excused herself. He had to let go.
She answered her phone on the way back, and her customer service face was in place. She waved and bowed farewell to Polly and Minoru, then headed to her car. Maura bowed. “She’s my ride.”
Kell swayed, and Liirel said, “We had better get going. Barfing can come next, and I think she had a blue freezy, so it will be festive.”
Kell sighed. “I paid for those pants.”
Liirel laughed. “I know. Still a funny story.”
They walked slowly toward the car park, and Kell was moving really slowly.
Polly frowned. “She looks like she hurts.”
Minoru rubbed her arms. “Yes, she does. Shall we go?”
The guys on the ground were being loaded onto gurneys as their limbs twitched with increasing violence.
The officer who had spoken to Aggie walked toward them, and Minoru casually picked Polly up.
She winced and leaned against him.
The officer looked at Polly. “You know her.”
“Yes.”
“Who is she?”
“A friend.” She looked at him and expressed the pain in her body through her gaze. That needle had not been friendly.
“So, you know her fairly well?”
Minoru broke up the dance. “She’s our wedding planner. If you give me your card, I can get you an invitation.”
“I wouldn’t want to intrude.”
Polly snorted. “Most of the attendees are social or business acquaintances. The friends and family divide is fairly small. No one will notice you. Well, except Aggie because she will have to process your invitation.”
