Chapter 4
The following week, Caleb was late for his session. He called ahead and Richard explained that it wouldn’t be a problem.
“I’ll get the next client in early and you can take her four-thirty session,” explained Richard. “The last one of the day.”
Caleb heaved a sigh of relief. The traffic was horrendous, but at least the pressure was off now.
He arrived half an hour later, which meant he had another fifteen minutes to wait until his session. He flicked through some magazines, but, as always, they were never magazines an ordinary person wanted to flick through. The copies of Psychology Today, Interiors, and Architectural Digest were obviously Richard’s since only a person who charges a hundred and eighty dollars an hour would read them in the first place.
As four-thirty approac
