C64 Betrayal Knows My Name

Flynn

He was pacing around the spacious library. Waiting. Because Richard always made him wait.

As if I am some punk he’s hired to clean after his deals.

He scoffed but had no choice except to wait.

Flynn went over to the window and took a look around the huge backyard. Two dogs the size of wolves were running around, playing.

The manor was one of the most beautiful Flynn had ever seen