KNOX
You’ve got to be f*****g kidding me.
Victoria is waiting in my bedroom.
She's perched on the edge of my bed in red lace lingerie. Her legs are crossed, while she wears a soft smile on her face.
"I heard your discussion with Sierra, about Catherine," she purrs. "I'm so sorry, Morty. That must have been why Sierra was so mad at the party.”
I don't respond. I loosen my tie, shrug off my jacket, let them fall to the floor. I don't have the energy to hang them up. I don't have the energy for anything.
"You should get some sleep.”
"So should you." She replies, rising from the bed and crossing the room.
Victoria places her manicured fingers on my chest.
"Let me help you relax, take your mind off things a bit.”
"Victoria—"
"You've had a terrible night." Her fingers work at my b
