Will never did learn to like Chinese food that much. He did always like the fortune cookies though, even if sometimes they seemed to be secretly mocking him.

He'd barely sat down at the conference table, gloved hands folded in front of him and a smile on his face, when the door slid open and Warren walked into the room. Not the interviewer, then. Also, shit. He wasn't ready for this.

In which Will doesn’t care that his parents don’t trust Warren because of his father’s crimes, Baron Battle escapes, and things get worse before they get better.