“Oh, look who decided to show up for work,” Houston thinks at me as I walk into the shop. At least he has the courtesy to not say it out loud in front of the customers.
“Where’s Eric?”
“In the office reviewing the Halloween security protocols.”
“Did you finish looking them over?”
“Yes, Boss.” And he adds telepathically. “And I also checked the protocols for Anastasia to make sure they were mundane-friendly.”
“Good man.”
“So about last night—”
“Take care of the customers while I go over the reports,” I say as I ignore him.
“Talk about an afterglow. I’m going blind here.”
I put up my Iron Wall to block his out.
“That good, huh?” He shouts from the showroom.
Eric looks up at me as I enter the office and then looks at the clock. “Good morning...I mean, good afternoon.”
“Don’t you s
