Devious Tendencies
emorymayy
I huffed, "whatever are his 'Special Needs'."
Graham laughed. "You make it sound like he's some kind of psychopath."
"He could be," I shrugged. "You're not telling me anything."
"Well, for a start," he began, leading me to what I supposed was a dressing room at the back of the bar. "His name's Lorenzo Vitale, and you're only to do whatever he tells you to--"
I came to an abrupt halt. "Lorenzo Vitale?"
Graham looked at me strangely. "Yes. Self made billionaire, owner of the largest grossing c--"
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