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By six that evening, the rain had gotten worse. But Von didn't mind.
He had spent most of the afternoon inside the parked coach reviewing tomorrow's setlist until he walked into the rear lounge and found Emily sitting exactly where he expected her to be.
She had her laptop open before her, and her fingers flew over the keyboard like a telegraph operator in a crisis.
Von paused in the doorway.
"David said nobody's working tonight."
"David isn't my boss," Emily replied without her eyes leaving the screen.
Von strolled over. "Technically neither am I, apparently."
"You pay me."
"That's usually how employment works."
Emily finally glanced up at him, one brow raised.
Von reached down, caught the edge of the lid, and smoothly snapped her laptop shut.
"Von."
"No."
"I have Canadian customs documentation to finish."
"Vancouver is Friday."
"And that's exactly why I need to finish it now."
