Chapter 50

• “You haven’t touched your food. You should this will be the last time you have a decent meal in a long time,” Rocco said slicing into a mid-rare steak.
• The lobster in front of me begged to be eaten but my stomach was in knots. I was drowning in debts that weren’t mine and Rocco wasn’t going to cut me a break.
• “I don’t know if I should be taking charity from you. You might just add it to my debt. Debt you know isn’t mine.”