Hell never looked so good...My name is Dante' Walker. My job is so awesome. I mean I got the looks, the hair, the money, the whole package. I put that guy Rob Pattinson to shame. Come to think of it, I should be on the cover of GQ. There's only one problem; I'm dead. Oh I know. Talk about killing the moment! Sorry ladies. I would've given you a chance! I'm what they call The Collector. For some reason this year I'm totally off my game. Boss Man isn't very happy with me. I'm putting that mildly. Boss Man tells me he has a plan. He has given me 10 days. Ten days to what? Now I'm scratching my head. I have to go and find a seventeen year old girl? Of all people in the world I'm asking myself why? Get this! To top that off she isn't even pretty. Talk about giving a guy hell in a hand basket. And I have to whoo her. UGH. There goes the neighborhood...
OMG! I am not saying any more. I laughed. I cried. All I can say is pick up the book and see for yourself. You won't be disappointed. Now if I only had the second one in my hands I would be happy.
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