“I need to tell you something, urgently. It’s about your boss.”
Usually, when Elliot would rush in with a new piece of gossip on his lips, I would ignore him. Out of my long list of friends and acquaintances, his lips were the loosest. It was the look in his eyes and the way his hands shook that left me caving. “You remember what my boss looks like?”
“You—“ Elliot shook his head and waved his ha...