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Drunken

Jessy looked at her phone in annoyance. It's already 7am, and Justin hasn't been able to be contacted at all since his departure yesterday. Who is Devan? What's Justin doing with his friend?.

"God, I'm going to marry a man I don't know yet." Jessy breathed. Tomorrow Alicia and Richard are getting married, and Justin hasn't told you if he's coming or not.

Just as Jessy got out of bed, the ringing of a cell phone made Jessy quickly grab her phone.

"Hallo. Where have you been?!"

"Hal.lo Jessy's. It's me Alex, your future in-law." Whahuh? Jessy immediately stared at the screen of her phone, an unknown number. Instantly his face reddened and put his mobile phone back in his ear.

"Ohh, I'm sorry, I thought my friend." Jessy felt guilty. He hit his own forehead and felt stupid.

"It's okay. Is Justin still sleeping in your house? I'm having a hard time contacting her." Jessy frowned.

"Justin?"

"Yes. Sorry if that brat bothers you. I just want to send a message to Justin, tell him come to the office at noon, you're also beautiful. There will be people from the WO that I choose to take care of your wedding."

"Umm. wait a minute. The problem..if only me or Justin came how?" Jessy is confused, she doesn't know where Justin is.

"You two should come pretty. Because today the selection of wedding concepts and invitations. Tomorrow it looks like clothes, they say you will be busy this week because the time given is very little. I hope you can adjust the schedule with your patients." Jessy remained silent. He was confused as to what to answer.

"Hallo Jessy? You still there?"

"Yes. I'm just confused."

"Oh sorry my friend has come, I think our conversation up here used to be pretty. Bye." The call was cut off. Jessy clasped her phone tightly.

"Where are you Justin! Just trouble me!" He's pissed. Very upset. Even the name Jessy Justin borrowed not to go home, really annoying guy.

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Justin opened his eyes slowly, the glint of light coming through the window disturbing Justin.

"Wake up and drink." That was the first sound he heard. Justin blinked his eyes and focused his eyes.

"Can you close that window? I'm still sleepy." Justin Mumbled. He could not force his eyes to open, he pulled the blanket to the end of his head.

"Come on, we still have to figure out how to catch the killer." Justin is upset when his blanket is forcibly pulled by Devan. He had to sit down and feel the nausea in his stomach.

Without a second thought Justin immediately drank the water in the glass.

"Save I got here." Devan clucked. He sat down next to Justin while patting Justin on the shoulder a little hard.

"Can't we not drink? If Anthony knew you were drunk last night, he'd be mad at you." Justin didn't listen to Devan. He kept a glass and started looking for a cell phone.

"Where's my phone?" Justin panicked. He doesn't remember at all.

"Your phone is dead. I'm charging him. Don't let you touch that drink again tonight." Rehash Devan commemorates.

"But Sara knows the limits to drinking. If Sara doesn't call me, you'll be a bum in front of my house."

Justin stretched out his arms, forgetting to squirm. A fun ritual in the morning.

"You have to remember, to the family alone we have to hide our CIA identity. If you get drunk and tell people how?" Justin looked at Devan lazily. He stopped his writhing.

"I thought I'd be taken to Sara's house." Justin Mumbled.

"Don't fuck Justin! We need to focus on our mission. Remember the boundaries of your team, there can be no relationships." Devan Emphatically.

Justin laughed a little. He embraced Devan who seemed to have a bad mood. This guy is very serious and seems really worried if Anthony knows.

"Let's calm. The mission won't be solved in a day or two, and I'm not that reckless either."

"Where are you going?" Ask Devan. Justin got out of bed and was busy wearing his jacket.

"I'm going to the house of a fierce cat. Where's my phone?" Ask Justin.

"Cats? You keep cats?"

"Yes, I just found it." Justin replied relaxed. "Hurry up where my phone is."

"Dipojok. At least wash your face first." Justin shook his head. He walked to get his phone.

"I'll take a shower there. I'll see you tonight." Justin waved his hand at Devan and opened the room door.

Just as she opened the door, Sara was in front of the door, with a plastic bag in her hand.

"Hi." Cute Justin.

"Where are you going?" Ask Sara.

"I'm going home. You have an appointment with Devan?" Justin asked in a seductive tone. Sara with her ugly face just shook her head and thrust out the plastic bag.

"I brought you medicine. Your drunkenness yesterday was so bad, I'm afraid you're nauseous this morning."

"Oh thanks Sara, you're such a good woman. But I'm in a hurry, I'll take the medicine from you later. See you tonight, beautiful." Justin passes Sara's body and continues on his way. He held the jacket pocket, making sure the car keys were inside.

"Where is he going?" Sara asked Devan who was approaching.

"House of a fierce cat" Devan replied.

"Right cat?" Devan shrugged his shoulders.

"Eitherway. Maybe a tiger or a tiger." That answer made Sara roll her eyeballs.

"You're both weird. Never mind, I'll be back at headquarters." Sara shook her hand. It was a waste of his good intentions to come here.