“Catch!” I barely looked up in time to grab the package Lyon lobbed at my head as soon as I walked into the office out of the air before it clocked me.
“What’s this?” I turned the little package over in my hand in confusion. I don’t recall ordering anything, and nothing about it looked familiar.
“Compliments of Simon, the jeweler.”
“I don’t know anyone by that name. Who the hell is that?”
“Don’t worry; you will get to know him very well pretty soon.”
“I don’t follow.” Not that that was surprising. I never know what the hell he’s talking about.