CHAPTER TWELVE
ADAM
Dad is around today, definitely to introduce me to the rest of the team. I take a minute, calling mum to inform her of the impromptu dinner with the Mayor’s family Friday. She sounds way more happy than I’m and I had to cut off the call before she could blabber to no end. I lock up the car, proceeding to walk inside and the first thing I see is Dad by the counter, talking to the staff which includes three students, a twenty-something old woman and a middle-aged guy.
When Dad sees me, he purses his lips in utter grimness, “You are late,”
“I had basketball practice, remember?” I remind him, hands pushed into the pockets of my slacks.
“Basketball was done almost forty minutes ago,” He reiterates but chooses not push the matter further, turning his attention back to e
