Asher parked his car, and entered the gym, besides him, is Bryan, trying to pace himself with Asher. He glances at the young man, trying to find perfect words to say.
“Bryan, I want you to keep all of the conversations earlier, as a secret, can you do that?”
“About I’ve become the part-time security at PRS? Or all of the conversation?”
With such an annoyance on his face, Asher explains it further at Bryan. “You know what I meant about, that was supposed to be a secret, do you understand me?”
Bryan smirk at his mentor. “Keep it cool Mr. A, I got you, I was just joking.”
“Not a good joke, young man.” Said Asher, glaring at his protégé.
“My bad, Mr. A. Promised I kept it for myself.”
Asher lets out a sigh and pats Bryan's shoulder. “Good then, now get your *ss into your locker and go
