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and meet with me?”
                  Evan looked at the time. It was perfectly aligned with the time his mother scheduled him an interview at his brother’s store. “I can be there in an hour.”
                  “Perfect, I’ll see you then.”
                  Evan let out a silent whoop of excitement before running to the bedroom door. “Ma, I need to borrow the car.”
                  “For what,” she yelled.
                  Evan had the plan in his mind. Hoping the news his agent had was really good, he decided to play his mother’s game of control. “I need it to get some clothes for my interview, and then I’m heading to the store.”
                  Mrs. Taylor appeared at the door moments later. Her lips twitched an approving smile. “Finally, I knew you’d come to your senses.” She placed the keys in his hand. “I expect to hear the good news when you get back.”
                  Evan took the keys with his true intentions masked behind the fake smile. “Of course; you have my word.”

Chapter 2-Evan
     
                  Evan stared at the towering building before him as he walked through the streets of New York City. He had only been to his agent’s office twice before. The massive building on Park Avenue oozed success, a success Evan desperately wanted.
                  Two sets of eyes were latched onto Evan as he entered the building through the golden revolving door. He was dressed in an old wrinkled black suit that was two sizes too large for him. “Can I help you sir,” one of the security guards asked.
                  “I’m here to meet with my literary agent.”
                  “You must be looking for the Conley and Waters Agency. Take the elevator up to the tenth floor.”
                  With a bit of a skip in his step, Evan stepped in front of the elevators and took the brief ride to the tenth floor. As he exited, Evan found the office had been remodeled. Glass walls and doors stood at the entrance. Grayish white tiles showed him the path to the reception desk.
                  A cheery strawberry blond waited until Evan stood in front of her before welcoming him to the office. “Hi, how can I help you?”
                  “I’m Evan Taylor. I’m here to see Christopher Waters.”
                  “Is he expecting you?”
                  “Yes, he just called me an hour ago to meet him here.”
                  “Okay, one moment.” The receptionist dialed on the phone to check if Mr. Waters was indeed expecting the guest and if he was ready for him. She placed the receiver down and smiled at Evan. “If you’d like to have a seat, Mr. Waters will be with you momentarily.”
                  Evan picked up a magazine from the pile from the white end table. He thumbed through a few pages before hearing his name called. Christopher Waters stood next to the reception desk with his slicked back hair and pinstriped grey Brunello Cucinelli suit. Everything about this man screamed success including his Rolex watch, fifteen-hundred dollar pair of Canali shoes, and the countless models he’s dated well throughout his thirties and his current forties.
                  “Evan, glad you can make it down on such short notice.”
                  Evan was surprised to see his agent outside of the office. Not once, in the year and a half he knew Christopher Waters, has he once met Evan outside of his office. Usually the flavor of the month secretary would escort him into the office. Seeing his agent standing there to greet him gave Evan the impression the news was much better than he was hoping for.
                  Evan jumped to his feet. “Based on your call, I got down here as fast as I could. What’s this good news that you couldn’t