LECTER JAMES: Rise of the Braveheart

Chapter twelve

"And how do you know it's Lecter himself? It could have been a coincidence, or perhaps a resemblance," Billy, Rand's friend said to him as they enjoyed wine.

Since Lecter fired Rand, all he did was drink and smoke till he passed out. Venita barely came around to see him and he was too preoccupied with his habits to notice her absence.

"I was friends with Lecter for many years. I know it was him. He's the heir to Kent James empire. But I just can't prove it. When was the last time you heard about Lecter?" Rand asked Billy who sighed.

"Well, never. He and I were never close. Do you remember what he always said about me?" Billy scoffed.

"He said that you were an opportunist and that you are not someone to be trusted," Rand responded.

"Like the fucker knew me!" A furious Billy drank more wine. Rand then thought for some time before he turned to Billy.

"Why don't we spy on him? Lecter James. If we want to confirm that he is not indeed Lecter Durant, then we can tail him. What do you say?