Harley
The wind blew through my short hair, which was currently electric blue. After what Jay had said about their meeting, I was keen to see what the fuss was all about and had demanded to ride shotgun in the van again so that I could pour over the contract myself. We had been on the road for hours and had gone through the whole thing, arguing over several red flags. Even though Eli had managed to make me feel settled about each point, some clauses just wouldn’t stop running through my head. I pulled out the file and started reading through all the material for a second time.
I looked up and waved the papers at Eli, and put voice to what had been bothering me most. “Why do I feel like you just sold your soul to the devil?”
“Oh come on, it's not that bad,” he kept his eyes focused
