Irikah

I never thought a man like George could break down, but here he was, drowning in the world of his sorrows.

I don't know where he got it, but I counted four bottles down. This must be Darius' doing.

"Boss, she's awake now," Darius' voice erupted from behind, stopping me in my stare at George.

"You gave those to him, didn't you?"

He shrugged his shoulders. "Well, he looked like he could use some drinks."

I shook my head as he led me into the hall where the lady was.

She was tied to a chair, her face now visible, a smile forming on her face the moment she...