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
