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She waves around the room. “Take your pick.”
Fuck. “He’s got… hair that’s… light brown. Kind of shaggy. About my height. Wearing a hoodie.”
“Yeah, that’d be Ky, he went through that back door,” she says, so I head after him. When I reach the back room, I find Len seated before a large flat-screen TV where a group of four people are playing a video game.
“Oh, hey, you’re still alive!” Len says, like he’s shocked by this discovery.
“No thanks to you,” I say. “Are you ready?”
“Not yet. Want to play?” he asks as he tries to hand me one of his controllers.
“No.”
The young woman in front of him looks back at me. “Who’s this?”
“I hired him to glare at people I don’t like. He’sphenomenalat it. Does a real good job too.”
“Oh dayum. Do you think I could hire you to go to my mother-in-law’s and glower at her? It looks effective.”
“I have to pay him per glower, so if you could keep him from glowering at you, it’d be great,” Len says.
“You guys ready for the next round?” a teen in the front asks.
“Yep, let me add Kade’s character in. He clearly wants to play,” he says as he forces a controller into my hands. I immediately set it aside as Len holds up his. “See how these buttons here have letters? You’re going to use this one to attack and see the button back here, this one blocks.”
I stare at him. “Do you understand how much money you could be making right now?”
He ignores me and keeps trying his hardest to show me how to use the stupid controller. Why will he notlistento me? Why does he refuse to evenpretendto listen?
“How much do you have to pay forthatglower because that’s an impressive one,” the woman says.
“When you’re that skilled, you can’t be cheap,” Len says, attention riveted on the game. I lean into him to make sure he can hear me over the sound of the stupid fighting on screen.
“Do you think I’m a joke?” I ask.
He tilts his head while never looking away from the screen. “Why do we have to talk like this? It’s a bit awkward whispering in each other’s ears. Like wow, bad boy, you’ve got some fine-looking ears on you.”
“I will have youmurdered,” I growl.
“I want you to look at the screen. See the guy in green there? That’s you,” he says before his character fucking punches mine right off the platform.
His phone beeps and he checks his smart watch. “Oh, I need to run. I’ll come back to smoke your asses tomorrow.”
“You wish,” the woman says as Len gets up and heads through the door in the back. I trail after him, half wanting to go home and half curious who his client is.
“I hope it’s Norn,” I realize.
“What? You want the guy who wants you dead to hire me?” Len asks in surprise. “That’s strange even for you.”
“I do because I want to sic my entire team on you and make you regret being absolutely irritating to me.”
Of course, that only amuses him.
Outside, he wanders over to the far end of the employee parking lot where a young man of probably sixteen or seventeen is leaning against the wall. He looks up when he sees us, and I can instantly tell he’s nervous. Len gives him a warm smile as he walks up and holds out his hand.
“Hey there,” he says.
The young man bites his lip as he shakes Len’s hand. “I-I was told you were the one who could h-help me out.”
