KENNEDY

Thomas wobbled by my side as I tried to assist him over to the couch right in front of me. I gently put him down but that didn't help either way as he slumped, passed out on the couch.

I looked at him, my hands in my pocket as I recalled how he practically lost the thirty five million I gave to him to gambling. We've been at the casino since the dusk of night and he kept betting thinking he would win everything back. At least I had a bit of leverage on him but either way it wasn't even my money.

I found it lying next to...