All three of us, Me, Salvador, and Mariana were in Salvador’s office. Face to face we were. “Mr. Prolongo, I believe we owe you an apology and an explanation,” said Salvador. “I’m going to have to agree with you on those two points, Mr. de Bahia. Please do.” Steam bellowed from my collar. I pulled back, knocked over some boxes, and let Sal have one in the bread basket. He doubled over as much as he could in these tight quarters with a whoof. Lola held him tight. He told her he was fine and that he deserved it. I had half a mind to bop Lola too but I refrained