Chapter 34 Ghost From the Past

FORREST IT WAS gut-wrenching, terrifying shit to face him today—the person I feared for years, François Xavier. In a few minutes, I would be standing in front of him—face to face—eye to eye. The thing that feared me the most was if I could walk out of here alive after this most anticipated meeting. I knew for a fact that people feared him, followed him like a goddamn god, and I was nothing, no one to him, to anyone. I was just an insignificant businessman, nothing more. The five-star...