Adored
Chapter One
HANCOCK PARK, LOS ANGELES, 1975
"Forty-eight, forty-nine ... fifty! Nice job, Duke, you're looking
great."
Duke McMahon lay back on his workout mat and looked up at his
trainer. Jesus Christ, these young guys all looked like shit.
Sideburns like a pair of hairy runways, a brown velour jogging suit,
and more gold jewelry than the fucking Mafia. No wonder so much
Hollywood pussy was out there looking for an older man.
Still, Mikey was right about one thing. Duke was looking great. He
sat up and took a satisfied look at his reflection in one of the
floor-to-ceiling mirrors that plastered the room. At sixty-four, he
still had the body of a man twenty years younger, and he didn't owe
one inch of it to surgery. He hated working out with a passion,
especially the goddamn sit-ups, but was infinitely vain. In his six
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