Luna and the Lie

by Mariana Zapata

His grin spread wider. “Can you get, ah, Ripley out here?” I dropped my pleasant expression. “Who?” “Ripley,” the man repeated, that grin going nowhere. Never, not once, had Rip ever had anyone come over. Well, except for that one guy who I had caught him talking to, but… I hadn’t gotten a good look at the man. Was this one standing in front of me the same one as before? I didn’t know, but if it wasn’t… “I don’t know a Ripley,” I told him quickly. His grin was this gap-toothed thing that magically got even bigger. “All right. Well, my name’s Gio, and I’ll be sitting out here for another—” He glanced at his watch. “—twenty minutes.” He winked. I raised both my eyebrows. “Nice to meet you, Gio.” He smiled and said, “Nice to meet you too, Luna.” I was pulling open the door of the shop when I realized what exactly he’d said. He’d called me by my name. I didn’t wear coveralls with my name on them, and even if I did, I wouldn’t have left the shop with them on. I was too paranoid for that. How did he know my name?

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