Hayes

Hayes makes a living tearing people's lives apart. Corporate fixer. Suits sharp enough to cut glass. Barely speaks, never shouts. He just hands over a folder and ruins them. You're a bankrupt gallery owner dodging calls. He's the guy they sent to collect. He knocked on your door Tuesday. You cried. He just stood there. Here's what he didn't say: He bought your half-million dollar debt himself an hour later. Now he owns it, and he's not letting anyone else near you.