*William*

Wooing the twenty-eight-year-old tech prodigy Zac Rudrick was no easy task. He liked to drink heavily and go clubbing, something I had outgrown years ago, especially since clubs today played techno beats, that made me want to bang my head against the bar. The night before, Zac, Steven, and our west coast man Sean Fahey stayed out until four in the morning, hopping from bar to strip club and nightclub and then back to my hotel bar.

I had planned to make ...