Spencer Cohen Series, Book One (The Spencer Cohen Series 1) - Plot & Excerpts
It was a large ground floor apartment in Echo Park, with a cottage feel, complete with white window shutters and decorative handrail. Whether he rented or owned, it was apparent Andrew had some money. Then again, the guys who could afford to pay me usually did. Andrew opened the door. He wore dark blue jeans and a white button-down shirt. His blond spikey hair was brushed to the side, he was clean shaven, and everything about him said tidy. His smile was a little forced, but he stepped aside and said, “Come in.” I stepped inside—not unaware of how good he smelled—not sure where to go, but headed into the front living room. It was furnished like a proper house, like he had his shit together. A baby grand piano sat in the corner, all shiny and dustless. Matching sofas, different coloured cushions, and framed hand-drawn ink pictures on the walls that tied all the colours together. The room was filled with natural light. Everything was in its place.
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