CHAPTER SIXTEEN
The next day, I biked early in the morning to Barriers’ office. I biked slower than usual, mostly because I was still tired from having gotten up so early on a Saturday morning, although the coffee I’d had before leaving the house did wake me up a little. I was also not very excited about going to work for Barriers. He agreed to pay me the original rate he offered me when I first met him, which I suppose was something to be happy about, but I still didn’t like him personally all that much. But I told myself that I wouldn’t have to work for him forever. Just long enough to save up for a car of my own, like when I worked for Rubberman.
I also thought it was strange how he answered the phone so promptly yesterday when I called him to ask for a job. His office had looked like
