Chapter 3

Insulted, Xavier walked away from the door. When he stepped out of Howie’s office, he checked the front desk again, hoping to see the blond guy, but it was only Sergio behind the counter, and the tech wasn’t there. Had the guy really left for good? No, the blond’s Looney Tunes nylon back pack was still in the corner, behind the front desk. That guy sure had a loud sense of fashion. He was always in pastel colors and pop music T-shirts.

And his blue eyes were phenomenal. Would he ever bump into him again? He should have found a way to talk to the guy, before his contract was up.

Sergio tossed some papers around on the counter. “I hate this paperless shit. Why did Howie have to go and change the old system, anyway? It worked fine. And where’s that faggot who installed this crap when you need him?”