The Gentleman Biker
He’d done me a solid there because it would’ve been hard for me to do, and he’d done it in such a way that no one else was none the wiser about what he was trying to get out of her.
How the frig is this guy so good? He hasn’t had any sort of training that I’ve learned, so how the hell did he question her in a roomful of people so masterfully? He hadn’t even gone anywhere near that topic, and still, now that I look back on it, he would’ve easily found out from the things he’d asked. G.O.A.T indeed. The guy is a freaking genius.