Hedeon and I sat inside my recently purchased Bugatti Veyron, playing some good Russian music. I'd say I was in a good mood, of course, Jacky and I had had some fun this morning, it wasn't s*x but it definitely was something and it helped boost my confidence and calm down whatever I was going through.
Today, I'd decided that I would drive. You know, to at least restore some kind of control in my life.
I was making my way to meet some of my buyers who'd dropped out. I just wanted to have a word or two with them with my gun and knives.
Hedeon's window was rolled down, and the air was wildly blowing in my hair. I was over an hour late but you know what they say, the meeting doesn't start until the boss arrives, and on the other hand, I love speeding so it's a win win situation...for me.
