CHAPTER 156

The private lounge had always been a favorite of Theodore’s a quiet, exclusive space tucked away from the bustling city streets. It wasn't ostentatious, but it had a certain understated elegance: leather furniture, dark wood paneling, and soft jazz playing in the background. It was perfect for a night like this.

Theodore nursed his whiskey as he waited, glancing at his phone briefly. Jasper had texted a cryptic

"On my way, don’t start without me," while Kyle’s message was more straightforward:

"Running late, as always, don’t fire me for it."

The door creaked open, and Jasper strolled in, the epitome of casual confidence. His blazer hung open over a crisp white shirt, and his easy grin lit up the room.

"Theodore Wyatt, summoning me like we’re still kids planning our next big heist," Jasper teased, clasping Theodore’s shoulder.

"Hey, someone’s gotta keep the band together," Theodore replied, standing to give his best friend a brief hug.

"You look good, man."

"Always do." Jasper grabb
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