Shady

"Welp." Meyer threw an additional $300 down on each stack of money that was already there. He looked between them, eyebrow raised. Sadie eyed the money. It would be so ...

"Alrighty." The holograph counted down again and there were even more lights flashing even faster. Sadie got most of them again, ran out of time on the last one. The ...

She was glowering -- first at Emily, but then she decided she wouldn't be able to get a rise out of that freak-- so she turned it on Meyer instead, ...

This time 11 lights flashed, even faster. Sadie’s focus broke for the briefest moment and she lost all track of what was what. She tried to recover but guessed wrong. ...

“Nice.” Meyer threw Sadie’s money in her tray. Then he piled 5 $100 bills in front of each of them — turning Alex’s stack into $600. “You may not choose ...

The same countdown flashed then the screen. This time there were 8 flashes, adding in yellow as an option as well as a diamond. This one was significantly harder to ...

The iPads flashed, then the screen turned to a solid green. Meyer nodded approvingly and threw one of the $50 in each of their trays. "See? Easy as that. Next ...

"Yep." Meyer clamped the bracelet around Alex's wrist then gave them a pat on the back. "You'll be okay, kid. Just focus." At that, the lights in the room dimmed ...

"Right, so." Meyer grabbed some supplies out of a cubby on the wall, then walked back over and set a clear tray in front of either of them. "This is ...

Sadie looked at Alex, then back at Meyer. "Yeah, sure, whatever. Bring it on." The wall behind them opened up and the floor moved forward to bring two chairs and ...

Sadie tensed at the physical contact -- she'd never gotten much of that in a positive context -- but nodded to them as she followed them onto the platform. "All ...

"The next step..." Meyer said, like someone who had definitely not read the instructions beforehand. "Is part two of step one, which... will be the next piece... of labeling your ...

"I told you all that," Sadie scoffed, crossing her arms. But she hadn't. Not really. She hadn't admitted she'd been couch surfing. And there was still the issue of how ...

Meyer patted his pockets, then produced an ID card and scanned it on a little box by the door. There was a beep of the door unlocking, then he pushed ...

"Being bored enough to come here," Sadie muttered. "And your tiresome sarcasm," Meyer commented. "Pot-kettle don't you think?" she scoffed. He smirked. "I'm just saying a bit of self-reflection wouldn