“You’re Sitting in the Wrong Seat”
The words struck from behind.
A manicured hand clamped onto his shoulder and yanked.
Hot coffee spilled across his newspaper and soaked into his jeans.
“Excuse me?” Daniel said, instinctively standing.
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“You’re Sitting in the Wrong Seat”
The words struck from behind.
A manicured hand clamped onto his shoulder and yanked.
Hot coffee spilled across his newspaper and soaked into his jeans.
“Excuse me?” Daniel said, instinctively standing.