He asked me to meet him

I paced the floor, my mind over the place. I was trying to think of how to go about this without hurting anyone. The man said he would not meet me should I tell my mates about it. It means he would only show up when I meet him alone. Though that sounded like something I would do, I couldn't even fathom how pissed my mates would be should they learn I kept something like this from them.

I doubt they will be happy, especially Mitch. He will have my head for hiding something like this from him.

I sat back in my office chair — It's Mitch's, though — my gaze going towards the door. I knew it would only be a few minutes until they returned to their office, and I needed to think of how to go about this without making a mistake.

I already made one by leaving the office to collect the package when Mitch asked me not to. I couldn't afford to piss them off more than I did. And going to meet the man without letting them know was something that would infuriate them more than anything else.

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