"Don't say that you don't know them,"
Quinn was stunned for a moment, her brain thinking hard to find an answer to the question Ethan had asked her.
"I know them, in fact they are my bosses. I work for Mr. Osbert Junior's company,"
"Really?" Ethan narrowed his eyes.
"Yes, as a janitor."
"Do you like that job?"
"I have no reason to hate my job," Quinn shrugged her shoulders, for a moment they were silent and looked at each other.
"You're right, I'm sorry, it's not that I don't like your job-"
"Yes, yes, I know, you must be surprised to hear of my position in Mr. Osbert's company," Quinn laughed.
"Look, I come from a poor family, and I traveled to this city to earn money for my grandmother and mother."
"That's great, you're doing great. But I think you deserve a better job than tha
