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40Becca found Gaby sitting at a table in the dining room, a folder of notes open before her. She faced the screen of a laptop computer. “Hola, Becca,” Gaby called. “Did you enjoy your bird outing?” “It was interesting,” Becca said. “And Oscar is a very nice man.” “He is. I've known him a long time. Iced tea?” “Sure.” Gaby rose and disappeared through the swinging doors into the kitchen. Moments later, she returned with two, tall sweating glasses of amber-colored tea, each bearing a slightly bruised mint leaf. She handed one to Becca and they clinked glasses before taking seats at the table. “Everything appears to be in order for tomorrow's wedding.” Gaby closed the lid of her laptop. “When do I have to be ready for my job as a floater.” Becca sipped the tea that lacked any sweetener