‘You’re a rotten bastard, you know that?’
‘Don’t you judge me! You’ll learn to love the lifestyle I’ve created for you. You’ve got enough money to last two lifetimes and you’ve done nothing with it. I’m simply helping you to live life while you still can. And if you’re wondering about your new posture, it’s down to a little prop that I’ve acquired for you. Go to the front door.’
I backed out of the cramped room and headed to the entrance. Next to it was a cane and a black cape with bright red lining that was long enough to nearly drag along the floor when I tried it.
‘So you’re telling me I’m walking around looking like a cross between Dracula and Jack the Ripper? No wonder she wasn’t sure if she wanted to come home with me.’