Chapter 13: Junk

"Junk?" "If this counts as junk, then there can't be many good things left in the world." After speaking, Robert Dixon let out a harsh snort. He tightened the pouch's drawstrings and slipped it into his inside pocket. Only after all that did he look back at Noel Pearson. "Your father has been diligent for years, but who'd have thought his perfectly good son would turn into such a useless loser." It was the first time Robert Dixon had chewed out a younger man in public. The guests stiffened, unsettled....