“I decided to make our meeting earlier,” Victor’s voice comes from behind Jerimiah, sending a cold chill down his spine.
“What are you up to?” Jerimiah turns around fast to face Victor.
“Donald, why don’t you go and make yourself a cup of coffee while I borrow your office for a while,” Victor compels Principal Donald Myers.
Donald hymn in his head as he makes his way out of his office.
“Take a seat,” Victor says as he sits in Principal Myers's chair, throwing his feet onto his table, crossing one over the other. Victor picks up an expensive-looking pen and flips it around and around, “tell me, have you unmated with Blanchette?”
“You know I have!” Jerimiah says angrily.
“I mean like out of your own and not under compulsion?” Victors reface his question.
“No, I have not,” Jerimiah a
