Page 6 of Prince of Wrath

Sloane

Oh God. No. I’ll come get you. Don’t go home with your ex . . . again.

Maxie

Come get me? Where are you?

Sloane

I’m home. It didn’t happen with Todd. He’s a jerk.

Maxie

Well, shit. Don’t hate me, but one of us should get laid tonight and I vote that it’s me.

I rolled my eyes. Ashton had led Maxine on for years. He’d promised to marry her every couple months, but the ring never came. Then he’d started ghosting her for trips with “the boys” up to Napa or out to Vegas, where he’d clearly fuck around on her. Once, he and his friends had gone to Brazil and he’d come back with dozens of photos on his phone of a woman he’d gotten naked.

Sloane

Use protection. Never know where that dog’s been lately.

Maxie

Duh, I’m not that stupid. Last thing I need is a disease.

Sloane

Or a parasite.

Maxie

Plan B, baby!

Sloane

Maxie!

Maxie

JK! I have plenty of condoms. MOM.

Sloane

Love you. Call me tomorrow.

Maxie

XOXO

I moved on to my next notification. It was the lawyer for my newest client, a newbie who had been scouted during his junior year of high school and had played through college.

Jim

Kai got another offer on the table. I’m not interested but knew you’d want to know who put it in.

He forwarded me the email. The signature felt like a punch to my gut.

Benjamin Tremblay.