Chapter 17
Theodore Badger carefully wiped at a spot of dirt on his long, elegant coat with distaste. He stared around the room with an envy he would never admit. First and second edition books, priceless paintings, and rare artifacts decorated the interior. Even though he had been in the room several times, he still felt the same sense of awe and gnawing jealousy. It really did matter which family you were born into.
He turned and waited when he heard the sound of footsteps along the rich hardwood floor. If this were his home, the first thing he would do is get rid of the haughty b***h who had opened the door and escorted him in. The second thing would be to replace the flooring with the finest marble he could find. It was much easier to see that it was clean.
Lifting his chin, he wait
