Chapter FourI stare at Nero’s email, worried the strain has made me hallucinate.
Great job, Nero’s email says. Keep it up.
How could I have done a good job if I barely had any time to do proper analysis? More importantly, how can he even know if my recommendations are good so quickly? Did he give me more stocks that he had illegal “intuitions” about?
Rubbing my eyes, I check my phone and see two texts from Felix.
The lunch is on Friday at one, at Nargis Café. Here’s a link to its Yelp page.
I follow the link. The menu and the reviews are very promising, but the place is located in Brooklyn, which means a longer lunch (good) and, obviously, a trip to Brooklyn (not so good).
I’ll be there, I reply.
I then read his other text.
I checked info on previous tenants in our apartment. They
