Beneath the Tuxedo, I Was Broken

Ooh. They say a man is defined by what he survived. For years,

I was the perfect agent, smooth, calculated, untouchable.

But when my marriage crumbled, I realized I was just playing a part, hiding behind the

gadgets and the bravado. Beneath the tuxedo, I was broken, corrupted by old

habits and desires that led me nowhere.