Jude throws his phone down in anger. “Are you that fucking stupid? She doesn’t CARE about the money! She didn’t care about our pro salary and bonus and she doesn’t care about the billions her dad left her. She’s got plastic Target dressers in her room for fuck sakes. All my doll cared about was having someone see her, care about her. She just wanted something real. And she…won’t…answer…my…calls! FUCK!” He looks frantically between all of us. “One of you try, call her, text her!”
