The True Garza

He’s supposed to be the “good one”…

We met in a bar deep in the woods. He smiled at me. I didn’t smile back. He wanted to talk. I wanted pleasure. We clawed and writhed and moaned for seven dark evenings. Then, he left me with vibrations I would feel even a year later. Now, I’m out of the woods and into the bright, hot sun of LA. It’s the last place I want to be. But there he is. In the light. His smile as radiant as the sun. With the light, however, come truths we hadn’t shared. He’s got...

He’s supposed to be the “good one”…

We met in a bar deep in the woods. He smiled at me. I didn’t smile back. He wanted to talk. I wanted pleasure. We clawed and writhed and moaned for seven dark evenings. Then, he left me with vibrations I would feel even a year later. Now, I’m out of the woods and into the bright, hot sun of LA. It’s the last place I want to be. But there he is. In the light. His smile as radiant as the sun. With the light, however, come truths we hadn’t shared. He’s got a reputation. The kind that guarantees what we had in the woods is all there’ll ever be. When an unexpected opportunity arises, I do what I’m known to do—win. I play a cutthroat game and win myself right into a job at Red Cage. Now, he’s my boss. And we’re about to play the most dangerous game yet.