Fifteen minutes later, he was sitting at the bench by the bus stop, fiddling with his phone, trying to figure out how to buy an electronic ticket because he’d left his coat in the office, which had his bus pass, his wallet, and his keys in it. He could break down and ask Noah to bring them to him. But he didn’t want to face Noah yet. He’d not only messed up and lost a job yet again, he’d lost the job Noah had got for him, and it would reflect badly on Noah and hurt him at the firm. It was all very well for Max to think that firm didn’t deserve Noah and hope he’d go for a job elsewhere, but sometimes you had to put up with the BS and bite your tongue because you had to put bread on the table. When was Max going to grow up and learn that?
“You forgot your coat.”
He looked up at the sound o
