CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY

RECYCLING, BABY!

"Mind stopping by my house first so I can grab my Nikon?" she asked when she returned to the living room.

"Oh, I have a Niko!" Lipe teased her, placing one hand on his hips and the other propped on his hip, raising it up and twirling around, rolling his eyes and pretending to be snobby and conceited, making Lara burst into laughter.

"You goofball, it's not an expensive camera, you know? Not compared to others and its performance..."

"So you're a Nikon saleswoman and you didn't tell me?" he continued to playfully show off as he pulled her close by the waist, and they left the house.

"Go screw yourself, I'm not snobby, you know that."

They got into the car, and she gave him the address to her house. Lipe had never imagined where she lived. He had thought about it a lot over the years they had known each other. He wondered where she went when she wasn't in the condominium since she was almost always with them, even on Saturdays and Sundays. He knew the neighbourhood from