CHAPTER 17
BLAKE
A week since I arrived in LA.
“Master DYLAN,” I was no longer used to that name, Here in LA, they called me DYLAN DEVANEY. although BLAKE BLACK was also my name, I didn't use it here, for a long time.
The head butler beamed as he gave me a tight bear hug, as soon as I eased out of the car. Our butler Finn, an Irish man, was always an affectionate man. He had been with the Devaney family since the day I was born. His hair had turned all grey and instead of a firm stomach, he now had a beer bulge in that area.
It had been years since I stepped into this large real estate property in Holmby hills. I thought I would never be back here when I left.
“How are you, Finn?” I hugged him back.
Finn was like a father to me. When I was growing up with an almost non-existen
