After glancing at her, I reached over to the side, and Mr. Brown immediately gave me something. I turned to face her with a relaxed smile and replied, "I have my reasons for staying."

I threw the file bag I was holding across the table arrogantly.

The bag whirled and slid toward Mia like it was figuring out where to go.

After stiffening briefly, Mia cooly raised her palm and caught the bag that had slid in front of her with a "smack."

She stared at my face and didn't say a word. Instead, she