Jared.

“You here yet? I’m in Room 888,” said Debbie.

Jared was still driving. His purple Ferrari flew like a bat out of hell toward the club.

“Really?! Room 888? Isn’t that Carlos… Never mind.

Wait for me. I’ll be there in two minutes.”

Carlos’ exclusive booth had a strong appeal to Jared, who shortened the five minutes’ drive to two. Punctuated with the screech of brakes, the

Ferrari came to a halt before the Orchid Private Club. Jared was pretty eager to grab that booth. It was meant for the rich and famous, and now he’d at least have a taste of the good life.

before Debbie was able to take a

so fast!” she

look around. He’d

Look at this! It’s a porcelain vase from ancient times. I heard some rich dude bid 200 million for it at auction. I’m guessing that’s Carlos. And now he just hides it

is called…er…I can’t think of it right now. But this guy was a famous painter. It must have cost Carlos

her eyes and poured

no means poor. So why are you playing

and his eyes went wide. He took

winery

“So?” she asked.

grapes were picked and made into wine,

It costs at least

had gulped down three glasses

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