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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.

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