Tangled Plays

In the dimly lit confines of Jeremy's home office, the air was thick with the scent of success and the sharper tang of burning tobacco. The walls, lined with the exploits of a once-promising football career, seemed to close in as Lloyd accepted the offered cigar, the ritual an unspoken seal over the business about to unfold.

"Much obliged," Lloyd said, his voice a low rumble in the quiet room as he took the cigar. He leaned back in the overstuffed leather chair, the creak of the material as familiar as the playbook of his youth. "Tell me about this Outlaws deal of yours."

Jeremy, lighting up his own cigar with a practiced flick of his wrist, leaned back in his chair. The orange glow briefly illuminated his features, revealing a mix of satisfaction and shrewd calculation. "I'm guessing the ladies are at each other's homes?" he mused, eyeing Lloyd for confirmation.

Lloyd gave a nod, his mind momentarily wandering to the image of Alicia and Alexandra, undoubtedly deep in conversation, as