Master Of The Opera, Act 3: Phantom Serenade - Plot & Excerpts
Still, it did the job of covering her stomach, which was the important part. Roman spent most of his time on the phone or frowning at his laptop, while she lolled—frankly bored—under a blue umbrella, sipping iced tea. Finally she asked Roman for her phone, saying she needed to call her dad and check in, when he looked dubious. Her dad was in meetings, however, which at least meant he hadn’t been looking for her. So she tried Hally. Roman was too far away to hear who she was talking to anyway. “Hi, girlfriend!” Hally’s chipper voice answered. “What are you up to—aren’t you supposed to be working?” “Long story, but I’m taking the day off. Guess where I am?” Christy took in the view, the glassy pool leading to it like a red carpet, only in translucent aquamarine. “Since you never tell me anything, it must be good. Spill!” “I am lying by a beautiful pool, taking in the view . . . at Roman Sanclaro’s house.” Hally gasped dramatically. “Did you spend the night?”
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