Chapter 17

As usual, Kyle either didn’t hear or pretended he didn’t. “You look really bad. Maybe you should go on home.”

“Maybe you should leave me alone,” Vic growled.

For once, Kyle seemed to listen. But on his way out of the break room, Vic saw him stop and say something to their boss. Next thing Vic knew, Morrison stood in front of him. “Braunson. You sick?”

Vic gritted his teeth. “I’m fine.”

“You don’t look fine,” Morrison said.

“Yeah,” Vic snapped, “I know.”

Morrison rocked back on the heels of his work boots. “Why don’t you knock off early? We’re almost done here anyway.”