Chapter 2Spike told on us. “They were making out!” he stated indignantly, and if it was to anyone other than my boss, I’d have laughed.
“Tattletale!” Theo accused, but he was snickering.
Mr. Vincent looked me over, the corner of his mouth quirking in a grin, and I swallowed hard. It was known throughout the WBIS that if Mark Vincent smiled, it wasn’t a good sign.
But he just turned those laser eyes on Theo and crooked an eyebrow. Theo didn’t seem fazed in the least, and I had to wonder if he was very brave or very stupid. Or maybe he was just confident in his friendship with Mr. Vincent.
“I only dented his suit a little, Vince.” Theo’s nimble fingers worked over the front of my suit jacket, and I realized with embarrassment that I’d buttoned it wrong. Was that what Mr. Vincent had foun
