“Okay, well, my last P.I. was a piece of shit. But this new one has been doing a good job.” “Ummm…I mean, I’ll take the info…but….what are you using a P.I. for?” “Oh Disney….” he purred. He fucking purred. Click. The bastard hung up on me. The brilliant, perfect, god-like bastard. And now…I was even more intrigued.
