The Underdog Billionaire

Chapter 97: The Puppet Master

“What the fuck?” Jake whispered in awe as he stared at his former bodyguard who had been pronounced dead in Jersey more than a year ago.

He’d grown his hair out, gotten rid of his tattoos and was less muscular than Jake remembered. His skin had even lost its usual tan.

“You look like you’ve just seen a ghost,” said Barry/Orlando.

“How are you still alive?”

“Because I never died. Come on, let’s get out of here. The noise is starting to do my head in.”

He walked past Jake into the games arcade, leading him past a labyrinth of gaming machines that are manned by enthusiastic gamers. They passed through a door that led to the parking lot of the bowling alley.

“Where are we going?” Jake asked.

“My crib,” Barry answered. “It’s a short walk from here.”

“Ok,” Jake said and fell in stride beside his host. He wondered if