Jamie sighed, wiping the sweat off his forehead before returning to scrubbing the windows of the packhouse. Apparently, with the weather being all nice and warm and summer fast approaching, this was the perfect time for some deep cleaning of the whole place. And he had picked out the windows as Nikki made each of them pull a piece of paper from a hat to find what their duty was going to be. It wasn’t the bathrooms or the basement, which seemed to be the worst options, and he was paired with Lola, so he couldn’t really complain.
Gritting his teeth even though his hands were already tired and hurting, he started yet another window. He never thought a packhouse would have so many windows. The packhouse back in his old back barely had any - only the high-ranking members of it got windows in
