“Liam, I’ve picked up the Lamborghini Huracán LP 610-4 Avio. The registration and the custom plates are sorted. Where do you want the beast parked?”
Liam tapped the steering wheel of his Volkswagen Arteon, turning down the Lo-Fi hip-hop track on the stereo. He thought for a beat. The Ferrari 488 GTB was a masterpiece, but sometimes the day called for the raw, fighter-jet aggression of a Lambo.
“Bring it to the garage at The Ritz-Carlton Residences in NoMad,” Liam instructed. “I’m moving in today.”
After hanging up with Justin, Liam hit the speed dial for Anthony, the chief concierge at The Pierre.
“Mr. Thorne, good morning. How can the Pierre assist you today?” Anthony’s voice was the gold standard of hospitality—warm, professional, and ever-ready.
“Anthony, I’m officially checking ou
