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“Don’t you remember, Brahms? As long as you’re at Redwood Prep, you belong to me.”
The scars are all over him from the vein bulging out of his neck to the flare of his nostrils.
“You need this money. I know you do. Your pride isn’t worth proving a point to me.”
“Because I’m poor, you think I’m desperate enough to let you screw me and then accept your money?”
“I’m your worst nightmare.”
