In Over Her Head by Elsie Russell - Parnasse.com

pieces of Vuitton luggage, a duffle, a smaller overnight bag and a
makeup case.
Max hammered away until the door was totally covered with
planks.
"Hey, Max, couldn't Ng kick your door down just as easily?"
"I have metal door with security code, Maia adores the cute
little key to the cute little door of her cute little apartment, and so now,
we pay big time, yes?" He pounded in the last nail, and scooped up all
the bent ones and his tools. Maia picked invisible lint off her coat.
"You are not bringing all that with you, a change of clothes
only, toothbrush, nightshirt, in the small bag. Get real, pussycat," He
said from his doorway.
"Here, I'll help you. I'm a wiz at packing light." Penny dumped
the two bags and packed it all into the smaller bag. Maia threw back in
a few things from the pile. Alessandro's head was flopped to the side.
Penny slapped his hand.
Max came back in as the intercom trilled. "Okay, are we ready?
Sandro, how are you for walking?"
Maia answered the intercom and buzzed in Mario, Signora
Tivoglio's driver. The wiry little man came in jabbering hysterical Italian
and heaved Alessandro into the elevator. Maia, with the makeup case,
and Penny with her knapsack, took the stairs. Max followed two
seconds later dragging his, Cyber Ciné's, and Maia's suitcase.
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