The Janitor Everyone Looked Through

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Then Victor saw the old envelope sticking out of Mr. Finch’s back pocket.

“What is that?” he demanded.

Mr. Finch instinctively reached behind him. “Nothing, sir.”

Victor snatched it before he could stop him.

“Private?” Victor said, reading the handwritten name on the envelope. “How interesting. A janitor bringing personal business into a donor gala.continue reading …