Chapter 17: The VIP Rooms
*The VIP Rooms*
Sean's office was exactly what I expected from a security room. It was a little bigger than a closet, with monitors surrounding him wall-to-wall. Sean was sitting in the center, watching a baseball game on one of the screens.
"Avoiding Rilian, huh?" asked Sean, and he pulled a chair up for me. "I guess Justin wants to keep him from drainin' ya too quickly."
"I guess," I said, grimacing.
I watched him wobble back and forth in his chair, his foot up on the console, shaking, anxious with anticipation as the pitcher lined up the shot.
"Wonder why. Probably has a job for you. Are wolves useful?" he asked, mumbling to himself.
"I think I can-...."
"AW COME ON!" he interrupted, throwing his hands up in the air as the batter missed the shot, which was alarming for me considering his ungodly size and the small space of his office. "Sorry, you were saying?"
"Er- Justin mentioned you would know where I should go?" I asked.