The man flinches and jumps back, "Who the hell are you?! This is an employee-only area!"
The boy is shaking, but his jaw is set, and he suddenly shouts out, "I quit, too!"
With that, he takes off like the hounds of hell are chasing after him.
"You-"
"I'll deal with you later," I murmur, following after the kid.
I don't have to run. I follow his scent all the way to the park, two blocks down. He's throwing some paper in a trash bin which has a fire burning inside. With my hands in the pockets of my trench coat, I watch him for a couple of minutes before deciding to approach him.
He nearly jumps at the sight of me and begins throwing in the remaining two papers inside, "W-What do you want? Who are you? You were back there as well."
I ignore his questions, "I heard you mention that Ais
