You washed your hands of the whole thing.”
“I
don’t know where you got that version of the truth, Curtis. Oh, wait a minute.
Maybe it’s because you fucked off and left me before we could discuss anything
properly.”
Curtis
just continued to stare until his eyes hurt. “I can’t pay you any more. I was
laid up for weeks with a broken arm, remember? I used up any savings I had just
keeping afloat.”
“And
that’s my problem…why?”
“I
don’t understand. You don’t need my money. You were always the rich playboy
entrepreneur, throwing money around. What fucking difference can a couple of
grand from me make?”
For
the first time, Nick looked disconcerted. “Times are hard, Curtis. I’m sure
even you’ve heard we’re in an economic recession. I need to call in a few
debts, that’s all.”
It
made Curtis’ head whirl. How could life turn so comprehensively shit in so
short a time? Maybe Nick had never been the smooth businessman he always