Chapter 11 · free to read
Twenty days out. Five hundred guests. No kitchen. The email did not give a reason, which was the reason.
He had spent six years being the man who knew a man. Tonight, twelve of them had stopped picking up.
Somebody had reached them all in one afternoon. Which meant somebody had a list.
He had thrown out a film star in 2019 for saying the word 'deconstructed'.
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