Logan sighed and his shoulders slumped. “I can’t, Angus. Odering charged me.”
“You’re the best thing to happen to my English department in years. It’s never run with such ease and I don’t intend to let you walk away like this.” Angus steepled his fingers and rested his chin on top.
“You need me to resign. The board will insist.”
“Why? You’re assuming the board are aware of your misfortune.”
“You didn’t tell them?” Logan’s brow narrowed into a dark line and confusion played in his grey irises.
“I didn’t need to.” Angus watched his flounder, enjoying the upper hand. He indicated the chair opposite again. “Sit, Du Rose. Don’t make me break out the cane.”
Logan snorted and moved towards the chair. “Yeah, my a*s still hurts from the last time.”
Angus waved a hand in dismissal. “Don’t be
