Chapter 1:22 Cockamamie, Xoxo Nyx
I had no idea how long it would take for the well-dressed stranger, to start properly cycling air again, but Cerberus took care of that more than any of us.
Again, the brindle pooch really should have been named Lickems, rather than a three-headed hellhound out of Greek mythology.
Right around the twenty-six-minute mark, Ana starts opening up. Well, more fretting and freaking out, saying that her father and brother were in danger. ‘Rico’, the crotch cheese, was a very bad man threatening to hurt them if she didn’t do what he wanted.
Even without Ana talking about her staff and security team, it was quite clear that she came from money. People like her have a polish to them, and I agreed to call her father if she gave me his number. I figured that would be the easiest way to get her reassurance that her family is safe.