Chapter 74 The Client

• It was still ten o clock when got home. The training session was a waste of time. My abs still hurt, I could only hit the sack and didn't train for anything more. Fred was still being a dick, by telling me that he was going to ask for grandmother's help.
• I poured myself a glass of whiskey, and get my stash of cigar from its humidor. I cut the cap smoothly, and light up the foot with my butane lighter. Then I sat back and relax in the open-air patio.
• Damn! This is heaven, I've been waiting for this moment since this morning.