Justin grinned at Thom’s confusion. “I studied him in economics.”
“Oh! You’re in economics.” For some reason that made him weirdly happy, like they had something in common even if it was only a love of numbers.
Justin shook his head, “Nope. I have a degree in economics. I work as a Loss Prevention Analyst. One thing they never tell you in college is how rare it is to actually end up working in your field—”
“Gentlemen.”
They both jumped. Dog huffed, and Thom was sure it was Dog’s way of calling the security guard in front of them a name that was the doggy version of “Jerk” for interrupting.
“I hear there was an incident.” The security guard put so many inflections in the word “incident” it sounded like three separate words. He pursed his lips, keeping his head up and his gaze beyond th
