Lucas lived about a mile from the Rich Bay Club where Cristian took me to dinner. Cristian asked Lucas to take him by helicopter to Chicago so he could spend another evening with me. It was a very sweet gesture from my man, who also revealed to me that the mainland was only fifteen minutes away by helicopter, as he called it. I shouldn't have been surprised. The Richards brothers were arguing over whose helicopter was better. Rich boys and their toys ... As I stopped in front of the heliport and parked, I could make out the silhouette of a man waiting in the shadows. The similarities of the material were obvious even in the dark, so I knew it was Lucas. I heard about his scars from my grandmother’s friend Sylvie, who was cleaning his house. Sylvie spoke nicely about her employer, who remai
