Howie walked up to the desk at the gym. Evidently the computers were still down as a clipboard lay on the desk with a locker key sign out sheet attached. Grateful to the god of broken computers, he picked up the clipboard and quickly scanned the page. Matthew’s name was not there. Howie sighed and wrote his name at the bottom of the list. Just as he finished, Chris walked up to the counter.
“Hey, Mr. Bosley! How’s it goin’?” the young man asked, giving Howie a broad smile.
“Fine, Chris. I see the computers are still down.” He pointed to the clipboard.
“Yeah and the boss is spittin’ mad. The company that’s supposed to service them keeps giving him the run around.”
Howie wanted to ask Chris if Matthew had been in, but wasn’t sure just how to make it seem like a casual request. He needn’t
