Tony wasn’t going to leave without getting anything.
“What do you want?” Zacharias knew his nephew wasn’t one to acquiesce that easily.
“I’m kinda tight on money lately.” Tony was delighted. I can get money from him now.
“How much do you want?” Zacharias narrowed his eyes dangerously.
“Not much. Fifteen grand.” It’s not easy getting fifteen grand from him. Zacharias scoffed. “Fifteen hundred.” “I’m not leaving, then. I’m going to stay here tonight. You’re not going to flirt with my goddess.” Tony opened the door and was about to get in. Zacharias relented. “Fine, I’ll do it.” Tony pulled his hand back and turned back around with a smile. “Give me the money before you leave. I don’t want you breaking your promise.” Zacharias took his phone out and gave Tony the money. Fifteen grand. Tony cursed himself. Man, that was quick. Maybe I should’ve asked for more. He could’ve given me 75 grand if I asked. Too late for regrets.
“Now leave,” snapped Zacharias. We can’t have this guy here ruining things for us.
Tony said, “Right away.” When he came back into the lounge, Shirley was having some water. He pretended he had to leave. “See you next time, my goddess. I have to go now. Urgent stuff.” Zacharias shot Tony a sharp look. The guy took his car key and left, and then he was gone from the residence.
Shirley smiled, watching Zacharias turn the TV off. She didn’t ask him how he managed to chase Tony out. She pretended none of this had happened. “It’s still early. Do you want to work for a bit?” she asked.
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