#Chapter 62: Touch Aversion

The next day, I write up my article on Miles and the tavern he saved and submit it to Lila, who seems very annoyed I took the nothing lead she gave me and actually turned it into something. In what I suspect to be punishment, she loads me up with trivial tasks. Refill the coffee pot, deliver these letters, take this stack of papers to Mr. Harbinger. I feel like I’m still on probation or that I’m an intern. Yet what can I do? Lila is tasked with assignment me leads and projects. I try, several times, all morning, to present her with my own ideas for stories, my own leads, but she shoots each one of them down – not without writing them down for her herself, of course. Eventually, I resign myself to these arbitrary tasks. Holding the stack of papers she wants deliver, I head to Hugo’s office. I knock. “Come in,” he calls through the door. Opening it, I step inside. Hugo is standing on the outside of his desk. Holding his remote, he’s watching something on the screen of h