#unknown man

Photography by the-way-we-were (2025):

Art by Ken Currie

National Galleries of Scotland: Portrait

“Are you sure you don’t want to take the kids?” he asked once more. He pulled the phone from his ear to save his eardrums from the angry decibels. “Fine,” he muttered. 

Tossing the phone beside the binoculars on the bed he muttered “stupid fool.”

He walked back to his laptop, rubbing his chin unwilling to let go of the goldmine that could be had with this one family. Four kids that would go for millions. The dad wasn’t bad either. He ran a finger of Jonah’s picture. He could see the man’s allure. He was older than most boys he dealt with but he could still make a profit off him. 

The blind dragon would most definitely be dead once the boss finished with him. Perhaps he could save the dragon if only to maximize his own profit. He knew a buyer that liked rare specimens. The boss once he was preoccupied with his pets would be easy to kill.