“Who are you texting?” Wade asked after lunch once they were in the car. “Nadine,” Spencer muttered. “Wondering if she’d be willing to create a barrier ward for Takoma.” “Aren’t those heavily regulated?” “Yes.” “And isn’t she back in France?” “Probably.” “You think she’ll actually say yes just because you asked?” “I also offered to buy her a Birkin and a first-class plane ticket to bring her out here the next time she can swing some time off.” “Can you even afford all that?” “Takoma can.” Wade cackled, slouching in the front passenger seat and scratching between Fatima’s ears from her spot on
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