8:58 p.m.
Broadie
Your timing is on point, G. I’m headed your way.
8:59 p.m.
Dr. Love
Yesss. We’re long overdue for this.
9:03 p.m.
Gianni Black
The place is going to be hot tonight. Smoky scotch, Quorum Classic Churchillcigars, Romanoff Black Caviar, beautiful girls that’ll get your mouth watering, and a perfectly prepared Japanese Wagyu steak for after you’ve whet your appetite with the ladies.
9:05 p.m.
Slick Willy
Call in sick, Derek! We need you, man.
9:06 p.m.
Max Wilde
You suck, Bedrock!
9:07 p.m.
Bedrock
Trust me. I’m painfully aware.
Chuckling at Max and Devon’s incessant taunting, I text my driver, Porter, of my plans as well as my head of security, Stu. Gianni runs a tight ship, but you can never be too careful. Being a billionaire comes with a fair amount of risk. So I take him along whenever I’m out of town.
Porter, Stewart Group Chat
9:10 p.m.
Broadie
Last minute change in plans. We’re headed to D.C.
9:11 p.m.
Porter
Will be at the house waiting, boss. Am I driving you there or taking you to the airport?
9:12 p.m.
Broadie
Flying. I’ve earned it.
9:14 p.m.