21
Lunch Date
Julian slid Geoff's lunch under the door of his cell and stepped back. "Come and get it," he said with a grin.
Geoff just glowered at him, as usual. Also as usual, he did not make a move toward the food. Julian just shrugged; in a couple hours, the tin would be empty and ready for him or Raedrick to pick up. Geoff just liked to put on a show of defiance, for some silly reason.
He looked over his shoulder into the other cell. "Are you ever going to leave, Farley?"
The caravan man sat there, much as he had been when they left before, and shook his head.
Julian rolled his eyes. "Suit yourself," he said, then he went back to the front office. Like before, he left the cell block door open.
"He still won't leave," he said as he flopped down into his chair. "What the
