"I'm alright." James' immediate response was softened by a smile he gave Ambriel. Well of course he was alright. What else would he be? No one else knew about Paxton, or about Leon, Mickey, Andrei... No one else knew about that massive knot of immersion James had been invested in, emotionally, and that had been taken away from him when his connections vanished to the corners of the globe.
Now, James had assistants handle legal work in Vegas. He had his father arrange things with the Riveras. He had to focus on school work, James had told his father. He didn't have time to also deal with their new racetrack project in Sin City.