~Arlo Frantz~

This is the first morning when I wasn’t spending it with Kerri. She left to film her new movie.

So now, my normal day starts with the usual — with someone screaming in pain.

Inside a soundproof room, isolated from the rest, a metal chair in the middle with a man chained to it, shaking, quaking under my gaze.

He attempted to steal from one of my companies and sell it to a rival, thinking he could gain millions of dollars and flee to another country.

Since I was busy enjoying my honeymoon with my wife, I let him prance around the city — visiting casinos, clubs —...