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“Hmmm” Shadow rubs his beard and narrows his eyes

“I-I’m sure it ouldn’t hurt to leave it off his record, but have him serve the sentence”

“I think that’ll be about right, Dick,” Shadow says

I bite the inside ofto coed to turn Mr Bateman’s name into a mockery The tables can turn quickly, can’t they? The poone and a deflatedin his boots is now present

“You got sonow”

“Just soned,” Principal Bateman replies

“Babe, take care of the paperwork Bolton, you coaze comes to rest on the blond boy in the corner “I’ain, e?”

“N-n-no, s-sir,” the boy stutters

Shadow sneers

The boy all but wets hi

Not so cocky now, are you? I hate cowards who find their courage when the odds are only in their favor

“We’ll see you outside, babe,” Shadow says, placing a kiss on my cheek

When his beard tickles my skin and his scent envelopes me, I close my eyes and inhale deep

He pulls back and steps away, and I get back to business “Paperwork, Mr Bateman?”

“O-of course” He fumbles with a small stack on his desk and comes up with two papers