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throat. He glanced at his red-faced Parmigiani Fleurier watch. “I don’t have time to deal with a malingerer. I assume it’s money you want, right?” Jaiden took out his dark red leather wallet and removed five crisp hundred dollar bills. He dropped the money on the ground next to Mina. Mina hesitated before taking the money.

    She wanted to smack the little Mina-Devil on her shoulder.

    Since when did I become such a horrible person? What am I, a con artist?

    Before Mina could apologize to the guy and give him back his money, he disappeared into his car and drove away. She rubbed the money together in her hands and waited for her palms to burn.

    Oh well. At least now I have one percent of the money Mom owes. Mom should be convinced I can pay off her debts if I give her this money.

    She stood up, patting her dusty behind. Turning to walk away, she noticed a silver mirror on the ground. Picking it up, she realized it was really a cell phone.

    Rich Boy must have dropped it. I guess the least I can do is return it to him.

    Mina played around with the nifty piece of technology in her hand, hoping she could find some clues as to where the guy lived and who he was. The screen lit up and a shocking picture popped on screen.

    Mina dropped the phone. “My god.”

     

     

     

     

     

     

    *FOUR*

     

    Fifteen minutes later, Jaiden walked into D.L.P.’s main corporate building in the center of South Uptown.

    He reached into his trouser pocket for his cell phone, only to realize he had lost it.

    Great. That silly girl must have it.

    In the elevator riding to the thirtieth floor, Jaiden adjusted his white shirt collar and cuffs. He removed his shades and smoothed back his gelled hair. With long strides and a straightened back, he entered the CEO’s office.

    Jameson Daniels’s city office was less spectacular; hence, he spent most of his time in this office, where he ran his own company and watched over the city’s finances. Behind his desk, the large ceiling-high windows offered a spectacular view of the city.

    Jaiden groaned and felt his spine tingle the minute he stepped into the office. At the obsidian desk, sat his father and Michael Helwick, CEO of Helwick Incorporated. Michael was a longtime business partner and friend of Jaiden’s father. Not only was he a business guru and a finance-genius, he was the city’s Mayor and the candidate most slated to win the seat again this November.

    His opponent had had his eye on the mayoral seat for years. Jameson ran against his friend.

    In the Uptown, few men stood on a pedestal higher than Jameson. Michael was one of them.

    The middle-aged men greeted Jaiden with controlled smiles. Jameson waved for his son to take a seat next to Michael. Unlike Jameson, Michael was short and stout, like a teapot, balding and pale. Jameson looked like a weathered version of Jaiden, with dark blue eyes and streaks of white and gray in his thick black hair.

    “ We were just talking about you, son.” Jameson sat back. “Michael tells me Madison will be spending the summer here in the city.”

    Jameson’s mentioning of Madison’s name made his son shudder.

    “ She misses you so much, my dear boy.” Michael wiped his sweaty double chin with a handkerchief. “She constantly talks about how you two used to play together. How time flies.”

    The older men chatted about the good old days. Jaiden feigned interest.

    “ I can’t believe it, but they’re old enough to get married now.” Michael chuckled.

    “ Michael means you two are old enough to technically get married, to whomever you two please,” Jameson added. The two older men shot each other knowing glances.

    Just like women. Jaiden, rolling his eyes, wanted to snap his fingers and disappear like Houdini. For years, Michael and Jameson (more Michael than Jameson) had hinted they wanted to become future in-laws and for years, Jaiden had dreaded this.

    “ So, I would highly appreciate it if you can keep her