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Although, to be honest, I’ve been with him for three hours and…well, his company isn’t that bad. If you forget about the breaking and entering and this obsession with supervillainy.
“Can I help?” Seojun asks her.
“Where do you think you’re going without your shoes, Mr. Inspector?”
Seojun’s eyes go wide, and he looks down at his feet. I do the same.
“Oh. Right. Yeah,” he says.
“Mortie gave them a good clean for you. They look brand new.”
Seojun scoffs.
“Theywerebrand new. Until that brute made me cross this puddle!” He points to the mud in front of the office.
Which would explain why he was traipsing around in socks.
Lord, this guy. He’s so funny.
“Hang on. I’ll go get them for you.”
Karen runs inside and comes out not two seconds later, holding a pair of bright-pink shoes. Because, of course, they’re pink.
Seojun takes them from her, and Karen’s brows furrow. She looks from Seojun to me, all confused.
“Okay, Karen?” I ask her.
She nods, though I doubt she’s good.
“How you doing, Happy?” she asks me before returning inside.
“Hmm. Interesting,” Seojun says, watching her back.
“What’s interesting?”
“Her. My signature shouldn’t have lasted that long, but it seems the effect wore off as soon as she handed my shoes back. That’s never happened before.”
Is that what’s going to happen to me? Am I going to be dazed and confused with no recollection of what happened when his power fades?
“I can’t believe you made her clean your shoes,” I tell him as he puts them on.
“Hey. I didn’t. She offered. Besides, she made Mortie do it.”
“Yeah, that tracks. Mortie will do anything Karen asks him.”
“Really? He didn’t sound too happy.”
I shrug. “He’s always like that. But he can’t say no to Karen. No matter what. Anyway. Let’s go.” I check my watch one more time and walk away from him.
I cross the puddle when pain shoots all over my body, and I realize he’s not following me.
“Why aren’t you coming?” I ask him, stepping into the puddle to make the pain stop.
“Are you kidding? After all the hard work Mortie did? They’ll get dirty again.”
Is this about his shoes again?
I laugh. I can’t help it. He’s really quite something.
