“Topher can help,” I told Reuben, “but just FYI, I fired him last night and if you knew he was crashing in my apartment upstairs and didn’t tell me, we should have a talk.” Topher waved his hands. “Reuben had no idea. I was sneaking back in after they closed up for the day.” Reuben laughed. “I like this kid, but not enough to risk my job for him.” I bumped fists with Reuben. “Good man.”
