Rebecca: [Yes, it’s me.]
Jenny: [Oh my gosh! Where have you gone? Who posted this? Who are you traveling with?]
Rebecca: [It’s our dance academy’s touring troupe. They’re performing across Europe, and I’ve joined them to experience it firsthand.]
Jenny: [This is bad. Vance is going to lose it. Actually, he already has.]
Rebecca checked their group chat, but there was nothing unusual. No one was discussing it.
Jenny: [Stuff like this wouldn’t be in the main group. The guys have their own side chat. They’ve come to me with questions.]
Rebecca: [How did you come across this post?]
Jenny: [Ever heard of six degrees of separation? A friend of a friend of a friend… Eventually, there’s
always a connection. Anyway, didn’t you tell Vance about this? He seemed furious when he called the guy who shared the photo in their chat.]
Rebecca: [No, I didn’t mention it.]
Jenny: [What if he asks me? How do I reply?]
Rebecca. [Just tell him you don’t know.]
No sooner had she sent the message than Vance contacted her, forwarding the screenshot of Desmond’s post.
Vance: [Explain what this is all about.]
She chose not to respond, but more poured in.

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