CHARLES had stopped answering the door which was a knew thing to his friends that new him very well. Charles had always been a man who moved towards people and always made himself the center of attraction in whatever room he entered because he understood instinctively that presence was money, and he had spent his whole life cashing it. But right now, he drowned in self hatred. With all the money he had made, or thought he had made, he never thought of getting a better place he could call his, instead of crashing at his friend's whenever he felt he needed a little luxury. Who knew this would happen?!...