VOLUME FOUR: PUCK MONEY
BORIS
Saving a terrified mother and her screaming child from disaster in the Las Vegas Airport baggage claim wasn't on my to-do list today. But what else do you do when a woman is fighting to keep her stroller from crashing down the escalator, her child screaming bloody murder as I head down to the baggage claim. Potentially a straight-out disaster in the making, I feel bad for both of them. I steady the stroller when it tilts to the next step as she pulls her crying toddler into her arms. Once we're on solid ground, she gives me an apologetic smile, a soft, "Thanks," and rushes the whole mess into the nearest restroom.
Disoriented, I look around and find the amiable smile of my agent, Scott Rose, where he stands with a few other guys. Everyone holds a sign with a name on it, apart from Scott. I point to the signs. "No ‘Welcome Ice Dragon' sign?"