Dylan
"You wanted this damn interview, didn't you?"
"Of course, I did," Mr. Knight proclaims. "However, I was thinking more of a face-to-face, in my studio sort of interview."
I rolled my eyes. The stupidity of some people amazes me. This guy should be all over this interview, whether in person or over the phone. He would be the very first person to interview me. That sort of thing was hard to pass on, especially for someone like him. That's why I knew he would take it. I might have to listen to him b***h about it for a few minutes, but he would realize the severity of this and take what he could get.
"Mr. Knight, my offer expires in thirty seconds. Make your decision, or I will revoke our previous deal and offer it to someone more willing to cooperate."
I knew what was probably going
