Daddy's little agent
With a half assed excuse to Lawrence, I dart out of Leslie’s office, knowing deep in my heart his office had given me everything it had to offer on the subject matter.
My pulse race heavily, under the balls of my feet felt like I was dancing on live wire, and I couldn’t keep still until I have some semblance of understanding at what the hell those strange letters are and what they mean.
Pushing one of the doors open, the design is similar to Leslie’s office, but the trainer must have wanted to keep an eye on Danny from his position, his desk isn’t messy, it’s perfect in fact.
“Caleb?” Danny calls in surprise when he sees me.
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