Chapter 92

Hancock never really saw Felton and Gemma as family.

If he were just an ordinary Joe with no claim to fame, Felton and Gemma probably wouldn’t give him the time of day.

But in their world, everyone had an angle.

*Ann, meet your uncle!” Carole chirped, introducing Anthea to Hancock.

Anthea, phone in hand, stood up to greet him with a casual, “Hello, uncle.”

To Hancock, Anthea was just a kid, barely worth a second glance. He nodded absentmindedly in her direction.

Anthea, unfazed, returned to her scrolling.

Soon enough, Saul showed up with his wife and kids in tow.

Saul and his wife Vanessa were the intellectual types, modest, and not much for small talk. But when they spoke, it was all dripped with flattery.

As for the rest, they might as well have been invisible.

hostess, chimed in, “Looks like everyone’s here. Shall

a minute,” said Hancock, glancing at Elaine. “Irvin’s not

immediately, “Oh, right! How could I forget? We’ve got one more VIP guest

minutes later, the so–called VIP

a middle–aged man, maybe 50, short and stout, tipping the scales at around 300 pounds. His neck seemed swallowed up by his shoulders, and he wore a chunky gold chain

introductions, “This is Irvin, a patient and a good friend of mine. Irvin, meet the family. We’re

did it seem like Irvin kept wandering over to Carole? It was

look that

broke out in a cold sweat and quickly looked away, reaching

was a strange

Anthea being just a teenager, her look struck a

gulped down his drink, trying to shake

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mentioned karaoke after dinner, Anthea tugged at Carole’s sleeve, whispering, “Mom, I’ve got stuff to do. Let’s head out after we

nodded in agreement, “Sure, we

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