Meet Walter

“I’m five foot six, sour-faced and sweaty; every dress shirt I have ever owned is dotted with Jackson Pollock driblets of perspiration. Next to the seven-foot Confidence Men who lope around in scented mists of aftershave, I look like Dobby the House Elf… You may as well know that my name is Walter Roger, technically speaking. Professionally speaking, my name is mud. Octavian Castro, the secretive and close-mouthed, the architect of my destruction, still carries his reputation intact, clean and unspotted as his crisp designer shirts.”

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