A few days later, just before the evening crowd began to trickle in, Deacon stepped out of the office and cleared his throat, standing near the register. Susan emerged from the back, Angel leaned against the café doorway, arms folded, and Kevin glanced up from a box of new arrivals. Several other staff members—Mira, a college student juggling two part-time jobs; Tony, a middle-aged dad with a love of westerns; and Gwen, who only liked Lindsey because she believed she'd be introduced to wealthy men—gathered curiously.
"Everyone," Deacon began, his voice steady and clear. "After talking it over with Susan and Angel, I’ve made a decision. Mouse is officially our new evening shift supervisor."
Mouse froze, eyes wide. Kevin grinned. Angel nodded proudly. Susan gave a quick clap. Mira cheered
