Zac’s POV

Playing a character is so hard.

I coughed over a hundred times when Damon, my boss, first lit my cigarette.

I could handle alcohol, no doubt. I take it like I take water, no biggie. But puffs? Well, I've been made to do it once, and I'm sure I'd never repeat it.

Damon made Farh drive me in his newly acquired cyber truck. Proud bastard.

“So are you going to get talking?” Emily asked. “You know, about your illegal business.” She added.

She's not the girl I used to know any longer. This one was bolder, more outspoken. Emily I used to know was a little more timid,...