Channing sat with certain in the driver's seat as Bill sat next to him. Channing had gotten used to their conversations over video call and he had gotten used to Hannah's so-called sneaky calls late at night with Bill.

"What do you know about Alytain?" Bill shifted his attention to Channing.

Channing swallowed hard, he tried not to let on how uncomfortable that question had made him "Uh. Hannah's told me his surrounded by yes man and surrounded by drugs." He glanced quickly at Bill, trying to find a hint of something across the old man's face.

"Have I ever asked you what you do for a living?"

Channing tried to rack his brain, he couldn't remember if he had been asked "I, uh. Don't think so."

"Well, Channing. What do you do for work?"

Channing looked up at the green light before making his way through traffic. "I uh, don't work."

"You don't?"

Channing nodded, that was the wrong answer. Right? Channing had tried his hardest to get to know Bill during their limited conversations even though he could tell there was something Bill was holding back, Channing naturally assumed it was a father being protective of his daughter.

"Than how do you get money to survive?"

Channing stopped at a red light; he could feel his heart race as he shifted an uncomfortable glance to Bill "I. Um. When. I was. Um. Younger. I worked for a casino."

"You robbed a casino?"

Channing let an ounce of laughter slip through, his laughter didn't sound confident "No. I worked for a couple who owned the casino." He shifted his attention back to the red light "I was their personal assistant, I think. The lines kinda became blurred until I was let go."

"Why were you let go?"

Channing shifted slightly in his seat before pushing the car along in traffic as the light turned green "The husband died and the wife, she fall pregnant with a new man. She didn't think I was needed anymore. We ended it on mutual terms."

"You and the wife..."

"Oh. No. Natalie was off limits. She was certainly gorgeous, but I was a young kid and Mr Callaway Snr scared the hell out of me, I was even afraid ot breath in his presence." Channing allowed his uncomfortableness filter through the car.

"You didn't rob a casino, but the money?"

"When you work for someone like the Callaways, they help you set yourself up for life. Every cent I earnt, pretty much set me up."

Bill nodded for a moment as he let the words filter through the air "Do you know my daughter likes money?"

"Sorry?" Channing slammed his brakes quickly as he realised the brake lights of a car in front of him, he was thankful their cars didn't hit each other. His heart raced as he slowly shifted his attention to Bill.

Bill looked calm "Alytain comes from money, my daughter has a little addiction to a particular lifestyle."

Channing wasn't sure what Bill had meant by that.

"Let me ask you again, What do you know about Alytain?"