“That could not be any more embarrassing,” Amaya muttered. She put her shoes back on and called Wesley as she tied them.“I did it,” she whispe...ed.“That was fast,” Wesley said. “And a good thing too, you need to run to Perry building.”“Where is that?” Amaya asked.“It’s by the music arts building, beside the cafeteria there.”Amaya’s eyes widened. That area was filled with people and as sweaty as her shirt was, Amaya wasn’t sure she could do it. It was also another long run.“The clock is ticking,”. I was driving again. Well, driving is prominent on my work resume. I was kind of out of shape, but loading my truck every day was kinda fixing that. One good thing about being a short guy, back trouble was less of a problem for me when it came to doing the heavy lifting. Tall guys always ended up having back trouble: nature’s way of evening the playing field, I guess: The tall guys got the girls in high school but ended up with the bad backs after they married the cheerleaders, who then ended. " So, someone had to come out here during the day and get into that locked building in broad daylight?"He nodded. "That's not as off as it might sound. During the day, most of these guys are out on various job sites. The only reason this crew is here is because we are going out to a new site. In an hour there will only be the office staff. That won't get anyone through the doors but it cuts way down on witnesses."I nodded and pulled a pen out of my jacket. Grabbing his hand, I wrote my number. Runu nani: ooho katuchi. Dhire, emiti pagal bhaliya heuchu.Mu: to bia ku dekhi mu pagal hei galini. Ta pare mu dhire dhire ta biaku aaunsi ta bia re mo anguti pureili. Ta bia pura garam garam laguthila. Nani akhi bujhi khali aaaaaa.hoooooo karuthila. Mo ta goda dita teki deli. Ta bia ku chati baku lagili. Se mo bala ku jore dhari thanti. Mu jor jor chatibaku lagila. Mu kana karu thai mu nije jani paru thai. Mo tanka bia ra singadaku jorere chuchumi deli. Se jore chilei basi gale. Aau tanka.