Catfish Charlie’s — Part 6 of 6

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“Still no word from him?” Stella never said Clint’s name if she could help it.

Stella and Clint hated each other. He would’ve fired her, but no one made the fish quite like Stella. She was the lead cook. Firing her would be stupid. He’d lose half his customers.