Chris Bolton's Unexpected Rise To Wealth And Fame

CHAPTER 27

Over the next 24 hours, Chris couldn't get as much as a minute of sleep. His mind was racing with different thoughts and possibilities. He was eager to hear the news that this man had for him, and he hoped that it would be a good one.

A few hours to midnight on the D-Day, Chris was already sitting patiently on the arm chair in his room. His fingers tapped noisily against the arm rest of the chair as he waited patiently for Monica. As his personal guard, she was to follow him, especially on a mission like that, which could prove to be ultimately dangerous.

When Chris eventually heard the sound of her knocking on his room door, he rushed to open it. Monica walked in gingerly and Chris admired her as she walked in. She wore a brown leather jacket over black leather pants and high stiletto heels. Chris briefly wondered how she had managed to walk all the way there with those heels but that was the least of his problems at the moment.

He welcomed her with a warm hug and she sat down.

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