Chapter 133: First Impressions

One second felt like two. Two seconds felt like three. The moment itself just seemed to keep stretching to unforeseeable limits. It certainly was long enough for Irene to go about calmly reverting things back to how they once were. 

Shutting drawers, closing cabinets, Howard's table spick and span once.

She never really bothered to tell me just what the heck she was looking for rummaging around his desk and squinting narrow eyes at his bookshelf, but going by the way she was so frantic and urgent about it, could kinda guess it must be something pretty significant to the matter at hand.

Something tells me I'm about to find out what it was pretty soon.

The door slowly creaked open.

Stepping through came a wide smile, a wiggle of skinny fingers, and Jay's lanky self made a grand return, holding what looked like a thick brown ledger in his hands.

"Missed me?" He said, greeting us with cheer.