True Identity.

-Chapter 2-

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Chapter 2

The flight to New York was somewhat boring. We sat on our seats chatting, laughing and flirting with the air hostess. Luke had his fare share of fun in the washroom with the airhostess. I decided to save my energy for exploring the city and looking around, so did Clay and Paul.

We reached there at ten in the morning so we had the rest of the day and tomorrow to ourselves. We didn’t have to start our duty before day after so all four of us had decided to have full on fun before the work started. Luke had searched everything about NYC – the ‘must see’ places, famous bars and strip clubs, good restaurants and all the other necessities.

As we exited the airport we hailed a cab and told the driver our new address. Usually, we were ushered through the VIP section and a car would be waiting for us but we had to do nothing that looked suspicious. So, no luxuries! Steve Gregory is a pretty rich guy and lived on a posh street. We are going to be his neighbor so we had to make up a lame story as to why we are staying in the ‘rich man’s’ street and working in fast food chains and travelling in cabs instead of luxurious cars.

Forty five minutes later we were parked in front of a not very big but a very nicely designed house.

“Man, this is so girly!” Clay whined.

We all laughed. Trust Clay to find a posh, well – designed house a girly one. We paid for the taxi and opened the house. Insides were even better if you see it from a girl’ point of view actually. Nice sofas, beautiful curtains, nicely painted rooms and everything but for us guys? The best thing was well stocked bar and kitchen.

“Oh man, look at this. This is one of the best champagnes!” Paul shouted picking up one of the bottles, eyes wide, holding it with so much care like it was his baby.