Erik looked around, avoiding the one place he couldn’t take her, and that was his stuffy little apartment. He couldn’t let anyone know he lived there. It would cost him his job for sure. Knowing Greg the way he did, he would probably demand the station be compensated for the many months he had already lived there. Erik just didn’t have the money. A few years back, he’d had cars, women, a plush apartment, money in the bank, God, anything he wanted, but he was forced to finally close the door on his lucrative career. That’s when he hooked up with WSCX.
The station didn’t pay him enough money to eat on, much less pay rent on a decent place to live, so he’d learned to live more by his wits than anything else. That’s how he found the apartment. He’d been in the habit of sitting on the steps du
