C62 The Truth She Refused to Say

With casual boldness, he pulled one of the women dressed in lingerie onto his lap.

“Sorry I was late,” he said sharply. “I was dealing with that nagging bitch.”

Oliver tossed the bag onto the glass table with a dull thud.

“What’s that?” Anderson asked, glancing at the bag.

“Ecstasy,” Oliver replied bluntly. “We’re going to get high tonight and fuck hot.”

Silence settled over the room