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“Well…” I start and bite my tongue.
Shit. I did not need him to know that.
“Mostly. Why?”
“No reason.” He shakes his head, and I study him for a minute, but he doesn’t say anything else.
Does he…like, not believe me?
“If you must know, the poor people I sign get random lump sums in their bank accounts whenever I clear a rich dick.”
His expressionless face breaks and a grin peeks through.
“See? Barely even a villain.”
I gasp.
The fucker.
How could he not think I’m a supervillain, even after everything I said.
“Well, yeah, that’s pretty much it. He’s gone rogue and let me go, so I’m in need of a new gig,” Paper Trail says, clasping his hands in front of his groin, and for the first time, he appears youthful.
“Let me ask you one thing,” I start. “If I were to sign a deed for this theater under my name, what could you do about it?”
Paper Trail smiles. He’s like a cute white grandpa, thinning hair and wild eyebrows to go with it, but I can see his spirit. I can see his thirst for mischief.
“I can make so much paperwork to back it up that no one will ever be able to question it even in a hundred years,” he answers.
Perfect answer. Just the man I’ve been looking for all my criminal life.
“You’re hired.”
CHAPTER 10
JACK
Inever thought I’d ever be witness to real-life sidekick auditions, but if they’d told me it would be that much fun, I would have signed up years ago.
The plethora of people who turned up to be a supervillain’s assistant is staggering, and I’d be concerned if Seojun were a supervillain.
I wonder if SPAM knows about them all. About their powers, their intentions, their adeptness. I wonder if they know about him. Although, surely, he would have shown up when I looked into his mother and brother. Unless there’s another database I don’t have access to.
Oh well, as soon as all this is over, I’ll hand over any and all info I’ve gathered, and SPAM can act on them as they see fit.
“Great work today. Very productive. We need a plan of action because Paper Trail can only start tomorrow. His sciatica is flaring, and he needs to rest his leg. Can you believe The Phantom let him go because he had to take some rest days? What a brute. But he’s mine now thanks to Phantom’s dickness,so…” Seojun claps his hands as if he’s gotten the biggest gift in the world.
I don’t think I’ve seen him smile as much as he is right now. It’s quite a nice look on him. If only he wasn’t this thrilled about breaking the law with wild abandon. But I guess one step at a time.
“Yeah. It was great. We should do it again sometime.” I turn my phone away from him and glance at my notes from this morning.
I lock it away before Seojun can see all the names and details I’ve put down for when all this is over and I can finally report on these events.
“Oh, we will. When it’s time for henchmen. But for now, Paper Trail should be enough.”
“You aspire to henchmen?” I smirk.
What I wouldn’t give to see him boss grown-ass men around.
