Sounds good. Drive safe." He sighed, knowing I really meant, "Take care of my Mercedes.
Jennifer RardinOkay, okay, backing off. Um, I suppose this would be a bad time to ask you to talk to Pete for me, you know, about the car?' His eyes widened. I could almost hear him thinking, Of all the nerve! 'You were driving,' he said. 'But he likes you so much better than me.' 'That is because I do not keep wrecking the rentals.
Jennifer RardinCool! Now I can steal some rich old coot's Ferrari and go fishing for marlin with the same piece of jewelry.
Jennifer RardinYou got a problem?" he drawled, obviously expecting me to pee my pants before falling to the ground and groveling like an unworthy subject of the Emperor. And that was all it took. A new, screw-you attitude took precedence, trampling my fear under its boots. A highly dangerous approach, I still found it much easier to bear. "Well it all goes back to my childhood...." I began.
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