Chapter 2Mick definitely felt out of place when he and Shorty entered the library late Thursday morning. There was a security guard, stationed at a desk they had to walk past to get to the central lobby, who looked at them as if he expected them to start panhandling then and there—and would happily oust them if they tried.
When Mick said something very quietly to Shorty about the guard’s attitude, his friend whispered, “He’s a real prick. Most of the others are okay guys.”
They made it to the area holding the public computers without any more demeaning looks from the staff, although some of the patrons seemed a bit put off by them. Mick did his best to ignore the sidewise glances, heading straight to an available computer.
“Do you know what you’re doing?” Shorty asked.
Mick nodded as h
