Hours later, still unsure what I was getting myself into but unable to resist, I was dressed to the nines and hanging onto the arm of the sexiest man in the room, in my opinion. I had yet to get the answer to my question about the mysterious Justin. All Charlie kept saying when I asked was, “You’ll see.”
The room was filled with every member of high society in town. Their attire cost the amount of money I made in a month, plus tips. I felt out of place, but Charlie treated me as an equal, and introduced me around as a close personal friend.
As the evening wore on, there were numerous speeches, as well as an auction. Charlie placed bids on a few items. The starting amount was ten thousand dollars for each piece.
I was hopeful that the whales, or orphans or whatever the hell this event wa
