Chapter 43: Meeting Mr Savage.
Eric didn’t move right away. He just sat there, hands gripping the wheel, staring at the building like he was preparing himself.
Then he turned to me, his expression serious. "Before we go in, you need to understand something."
I frowned. "What?"
"Mr. Savage." His tone was sharper now, like he was making sure I paid attention. "Whatever happens in there, you do not talk to him. At all."
That threw me off. "Why?"
Eric sighed, rubbing a hand over his jaw. "Because he’s a manipulative, narcissistic prick who only cares about himself. He’ll pretend to be a good guy, act like he’s on your side—but it’s all a game to him. And trust me, you do not want to be his next project."
I swallowed. "You make him sound like a psychopath."
Eric scoffed. "That’s because he is. The man would sell his own mother if it meant getting ahead with his ambition." He leaned in slightly, his voice dropping lower. "So, no matter what he says, no matter how friendly he seems, don’t fall for it. I’ll do the talking. And if he taunts you, don’t take the bait. And for the love of God, get your shit together. He’ll know if you’re scared, and he’ll use it against us."
"He will?"
Eric didn’t answer right away, just stared at me like he was waiting for me to put the pieces together myself.
I swallowed, nodding. "Got it."