ARTHUR
“That’s the thing. Someone bought off our debt from the bank, and I have no idea who it is. You know me, Mike. I hate living at the mercy of anyone. This whole fuckery is messing with my mind.”
Mike’s eyes flicked towards my hand that was gripping my glass cup a little too hard. I let out a sigh and slammed the empty cup on the table. He jerked straighter, then cleared his throat over the loud music in the VIP section of the club we were seated in.
“I understand how you feel, man. I mean, I’m your guy. I watched you build your empire from the ground up. I’m sorry it’s like this now. And… I really wish I could help you with that loan, but I’m working on a project now. I need all the money I can get.” He told me, his voice strained.
My jaw tightened, the silence between us thick
