Chapter 44: Horace
“Just sign this model release form,” Costa said, finishing up the deal. It was getting late by then and it was a cool summer night outside.
Horace felt a vein burning inside of him. It was like a foreign feeling that had somehow roosted inside of him. “Hold on. You’re gonna sell this, right?”
“Well, yeah, but nothing is certain…” the charismatic man trailed off.
“Okay then. Pay the lady her fee for modelling for you,” Horace said, presenting Ira with his palm.
Costa chuckled. “You’re the one who brought her here, Horace.”
“Yeah, but you’re the one who offered. So, what’s her payment?”
Costa exhaled slowly. “Fine. I’ll offer you 200 euro for the model release, okay?” he asked the dwarf woman.
Ira shrugged. “Whatever. Send it to Horace, I owe him some groceries any
