“Son of a bitch!” Ozzie shouts.
I jump up to see what’s going on. Ozzie is standing there, covered in some white liquid, cursing.
“What happened?”
“I tried to use this creamer in my coffee, and itexploded when I opened it.” He attempts to wipe it off his shirt with a paper towel.
“That’s going to stink in about an hour,” I say.
Lightning steps into the kitchen. “It wasn’t exactly creamer. Told you I could get you,” he says and then walks out.
“Wait, you did this?” Ozzie yells.
Lightning glances back and laughs. Ozzie runs after him. Lightning sprints toward the front door.
“We all agreed, no more pranks!” Ozzie yells as he runs out the door.
“Should we go after them?” Moose asks.
Moose is still new enough that he hasn’t witnessed the worst of the pranks Lightning has played over the years. But he is right to be concerned. We are all at our wit’s end with Lightning. He’s a nice guy, but this needs to stop.
“Yeah, let’s check on them,” I say.
We step outside to see Lightning on the ground with Ozzie on top of him. Ozzie’s shirt is off, and he’s rubbing it in Lightning’s face.
“Smell that! Bet you don’t find it funny now, asshole!”
Moose snaps a photo with his phone. Ozzie notices.
“Are you videotaping us?” Ozzie asks.
“Nah, just a photo for our yearbook.” Moose turns and goes back inside.
Lightning takes advantage of Ozzie’s being distracted and manages to get up and away from him.
Ozzie and Lightning are in a standoff when Reed’s car pulls up and parks in front of the building.
Ozzie points at Lightning. “No more! Now I have to go home and get another shirt.”
“No need. I brought an extra one for you.”
Ozzie shakes his head and follows Lightning inside. Reed walks up to me.
“Do I want to know?” he asks.
“Nope.”
“Okay. Well, let’s go to my office. I came from a meeting, and we need to talk.”
Based on his angry scowl, I suspect he heard about what I did to Myers.
We walk inside, and I head straight for his office. Reed takes a moment to talk to Piper at the front desk.
Perhaps I’m wrong and I’m getting a new assignment. I’m not sure how I feel about leaving Savvy.
He walks in and closes the door. “Go ahead and sit down.”
After we sit, he leans back with his brow furrowed.
