It was very early in the morning when Richie awoke to a series of missed calls. There were two from Dazzle, two from his mother, and over thirty from his supposed fiancée.

She had landed late the previous night, intending to inform Richie of her plans to spend the weekend at his house, but her attempts to reach him had been futile.

Dazzle had sent a heads-up message: "Big bro, ermm... your fiancée reached out to me. She said she was in the city and would be coming over to your place. What ...