The first lie was effortless. It just kind of happened, I didn’t plan it. In fact, I was almost pushed into it. Surrounded by all those perfect people with their perfect lives and their perfect success, I had no choice but to embellish a little bit. What was the harm? And then it all spun out of control. Completely out of control. But I couldn’t stop. I loved being the center of attention – the one the perfect people were curious about, the one whispered about, the one sought out.
Next thing I know I’m dodging some muscled-up ape collecting 50% interest for some loan shark and sleeping with a Walther PPK under my pillow. It’s a long way from tilting back champagne flutes with celebutantes in flimsy see-through dresses. A long way.
Well, you know now this isn't a hook. What it is is pretty vivid and fun. You need to start over on the hook but you might have something good here.