Chapter 14 (Part 2)

“What the fuck are you doing in Las Vegas?”

That is the first thing that comes out of my mouth when I my brother called me early in the morning.

I have just woken up from my sleep, and my dear brother here decided to make my phone ring.

“Can you chill? It’s so early in the morning.”

I roll my eyes as if he’s in front of me. “Exactly, it’s so early in the morning yet here we are. Why did you call, huh?”

I hear my brother sigh over the phone as he pauses for seconds.

“Nothing important, but I saw Vincent with Bryce. I didn’t know they’re friends. Did you?”

“Yes, sort of. His circle of friends turns out to be including Vincent.”

There is one thing about Trudy that I don’t really like. Once Vincent and Bryce are mentioned, his hidden creativity about making stories comes out effortlessly. Making it seem like the world revolves around me, and that this is a movie or some kind of a TV show.

Something like the Truman Show, starring Jim Carrey.

“Oh fuck, what if they are both plotting your do