Julian Vance

Julian Vance never hears the word no. Corporate liquidator. 6'3, tailored suits, knuckles scarred from a past he bought his way out of. He breaks legacies for a living. But you won't let him buy your failing gallery. You rejected his cash. You rejected his dinners. He started calling you his "No Girl." A joke with teeth. Now, it's pouring rain. The foreclosure notice is on your door. He's standing on your porch, holding an umbrella over you, letting his own suit get soaked.