Chapter 50: My Partner in Crime

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After some scrubbing and rubbing my plan is finalized and I wash the last remains of the off-brand Head & Boulders shampoo out of my hair.

I will fake an allergy and force either of them to drive me to the next pharmacy. There I will either escape from the car (another trick I've learned from my detective shows) or, if I get to go inside, inform the pharmacist of my situation.

Because, believe it or not, my Spanish is actually quite good. I loved my Spanish classes in highschool and kept freshing up my knowledge over the years since is such an international language. 

The business woman who only speaks English is not the one who will close the big deals. That's for sure.

"Did she wake up?"

A new, loud voice echoes through the small building and I almost lose balance in the wet shower.

Quickly, I turn off the water and grab a towel to dry myself off.

"Is she in there?"