“I need you to do something for me” Andrew drawled at Phebie over the phone.

“Excuse me?” Phebie was in the middle of shuffling an order for a Chinese guy when her phone rang and literally dropped everything she was doing to answer it.

“I need you to cut off all contact with that girl” he said forcefully into the phone.

“What!” Phebie almost dropped the food she was holding but she managed to give Abby the food to take to the customer and went outside to finish the call. “Who are you talking about?”

“The poorly dressed rich girl you were prancing around the mall with.”

“I was doing no such thing!” Phebie shot back. She didn’t care who her fiancé was or what he could buy, no man talked to her that way. “I was escorting my friend Nancy Parker, daughter of Derrick Parker- I think you’d know him- around the Mall helping her buy a birthday present for her brothers.”

There was a slight pause at the other end of the phone which Phebie had hoped was Andrew rethinking what he’d said. Instead, “Derrick Parker? Of D.P Plc?”

“Uh-hun.” she replied.

“Interesting” another pause followed then Andrew said something that put Phebie in the most awkward situation of her life. “I need you to get something for me…”