"Romeo and Juliet...." Niklaus started once we had walked out and were private enough from the crowd inside. He made us walk all the way outside till the alley on the left turning outside the theatre, where I could see both Smith and Ricky standing just outside two identical black cars, which were too luxurious for me to even identify.
If these were his, he was definitely loaded. I wondered why he couldn't buy his way into the hotel after the after-party of the concert and had to risk his– both our lives– but going with the stupid roof-to-roof jump idea of mine.
"...Such a classic." He finished his sentence, pulling me out of my thoughts.
I faced him. "Is this about my theatre play? Because if so, you could have told me this inside and been on your way. I'm sure you're a really busy man
