Recumpense
When the asshole owner of the gym makes him stay late to accomodate his daughter, he discovers this apple fell far from the tree.
With the gym empty, James prepared to turn out the lights, lock the door, and get his own workout in. Thankfully, the gym patrons mostly respected the hours, and he rarely had to wait for anyone dilly-dallying in the locker room or showers. The phone rang just as he was about to step out from behind the counter. A glance at the display told him it was the owner, so he took a deep breath and answered. “Good, you’re still t...
