Essel’s Pov
Absolutely! I would be thrilled!” I nearly let out a squeal, but quickly stifled it with a cough. “Um, I mean, yes please. I truly appreciate this opportunity, Sir.”
“Wonderful. I anticipated you’d respond that way. Here’s your new schedule, Miss Essel.” I accepted the paper from his outstretched hand and started to head toward the door when he informed me I was dismissed. Just before I grasped the handle, I turned back to see him seated in his imposing leather chair, exuding authority.
“Excuse me, Sir,” I said, my voice slightly trembling. He shifted his gaze from the documents in front of him to meet my eyes.
“Yes, Essel?” I was taken aback; it was the first time he had addressed me by my first name.
“Have you discovered who broke into the school?”
He toyed with the go
