“Why do you keep looking over your shoulder?” Matt asks, checking behind us as we put the second layer of blue paint on. “You’re freaking me out.” “Warren’s watching us and… smiling.” “So?” “So? So he never smiles.” “Maybe he likes the colour you chose.” “Or maybe he knows he’s about to win a bet with Chloe.” I glance back. He’s cleaning a tool, eyes still on us.
