"Probably smart. You gotta just lay low, wait to see who kills who and then pick a side. Until then, you can be with me. I don't have a side either. Or a business. Or my own place to..." Oh God. What was he doing? He was sitting here, not even thinking about how much he'd fucked up his life and then suddenly it hit him. He had money somewhere in one of the banks but dear God, he had no people working for him, no business assets, no proper savings...

With wide eyes, he sat up rapidly and ignored the pain as he ran his hands through his hair. "Oh my fucking God, where is all my stuff?!"