Chapter 203
- “Yes,” I answer as I start to eat again. I could be blinded tomorrow from that bloody lemon—my eye is burning like a flaming volcano.
- I point my fork at him. “And while we are at it, you will be apologising to Max tomorrow for being such a wanker the other night.”
- He throws his napkin onto the table. “I will be doing nothing of the sort. He should have brought you to me in America. He works for me.”