element, laughing with a group of his business partners

apped him on the back. "Look at you, Mark

just a fraction. "What'

e guy who'd close a deal and then fly to Vegas on a whim. N

a joke, but it landed

voice a little too loud, a little too defensive. He glanced over a

a sip of my drink, my heart sinking. I didn't move.

e personality was a reaction to his childhood. A cold, demanding father and a neglectful mother had left h

a moth to a flame. High-stakes business deals, reckless adventures, volatile relation

the novelty of peace was its own kind of thrill. He enjoyed being th

ovelty ha

ere starting to bore him. He was a shark that had to keep m

the pit of my stomach, that all he needed wa

ook chaos for passion

foresight, that he would eventually

he was, at his core, incapable of being happy with what he