Jordan and Donnie were sitting in a meeting room, glass walls separating the area from the open-plan office.

It was still work hours, though it was getting later and not nearly as busy and loud as the mornings were.

Of course the two weren’t working, they were lounging back, talking, snorting coke, smoking cigars.

But why would they work? They didn’t have to. People did that for then nowadays, and shit, they’ve made multiple millions just today.