I exited the mansion in haste, prepared to call the chief and finalize all plans. I needed more rules, hard boundaries and some personal details checked up before I got into anything.
I was sitting on my sofa with my laptop and doing some research on Anthony Murray when a wild chat popped up on the screen out of nowhere.
'Who is this dumbass? Why is he using a Gmail account to chat with me?'
[JH212: Wassup?]
Really? This had what he had come down to? I smiled at the screen and thought before I replied.
[MV: Are you kidding me? Are you still roleplaying Justin Beiber?]
[MV: When will your Belieber phase pass?]
[MV: Am I missing the joke?]
His reply was quick.
[JH212: That time of the month?]
Hunt had been my playmate since we were in diapers. He'd been the one who warded off the bullies in elementary school and followed me to boarding school when my father abandoned me. Billy had been ecstatic that his son, Jacob Hunt had taken such a decision.
