Chapter 77
“You should leave now.” John pointed to the door with the spanner. “You need to walk out of here as fast as you can while you’re still capable. Dean will post what you’re owed.”
“But don’t expect a reference,” Dean added, sounding amused by the development. “Oh, and leave the key, before you go.”
The black-haired man needed no second bidding. He shot them all a filthy look, but after the day they’d had, they all seemed prepared to let it go, and hurried off, throwing his keys on the floor.
“You,” April rounded on Dean, “should be more careful which employees you give keys to.” She made it sound as though this were all Dean’s fault. He raised his hands in an attitude of surrender.
“He’s worked here long enough, and you can blame my father, not me.”
John sneered. “The guy’s a weasel. He’s probably been poking around when it isn’t his business.”