Chapter 162: The Perks II
Levi’s Office, Jackson Detectives Agency
Marco sat across Levi’s table, watching the psychologist shout ’ ’dull’ ’gross,’ ’nope’ as he tossed one case folder one after the other to the other side of his table. No case that day seemed to catch the psychologist’s interest, and to say the least, it was getting on Marco’s nerves.
The bearded man groaned on his seat, eyes begging the blond psychologist. "Can you pick a case? Any case? Our email is full of it." Marco insisted impatiently, handing the psychologist printed emails from clients.
"They’re all so MEH!" The psychologist scoffed, legs crossed, and clearly annoyed with the fact that he had not received a decent case for the past month now.
Marco leaned forward, patience clear on his face. "Should I call Sam?" he suggested, knowing the redhead would probably do a better job dealing with him and may be able to help him with his predicament.
Levi narrowed his eyes at the bearded man, leaning back on his reclining chair. "Why? Why would you call her?" he replied defensively.
"You’re not accepting any cases!" Marco reasoned back; a voice raised slightly that the boys on the opposite side of the door could hear. Silently the three exchanged looks; they knew their blond boss was having an episode. He usually did when he had not received anything he deemed interesting enough.
Levi sneered at the lanky man, "They’re all so obvious! A waste of my time." he scoffed, insulted at the man’s suggestion of just taking any case. The blond clenched his jaw, thinking of the redhead. "And she’s in Dublin! That woman", he muttered to himself, clearly displeased that she wasn’t there to distract him from boredom.
Marco sighed, standing up and grabbing the stack of folders on the blond’s table. He stepped out of the man’s office and sat down at his table next to the boys. The three shot him a look, and he rolled his eyes as if saying the blond was being absurd again like usual.
The bearded man leaned back on his chair, eyeing the mobile phone on his table. He grabbed it and observed the slightly ajar door, seeing the blond psychologist displacing his frustrations on his keyboard.
Marco dialed a number waiting for it to ring.
"Hey, Melody!!" He greeted, catching the three boys’ attention. They all know what that meant; it was a code they used when they wanted to speak privately about the blond with him in the room. Levi paused in his tracks and narrowed his eyes on the bearded man; he wasn’t stupid.