"Money does not buy reaction time."
Jace pushed the heavy leather briefcase back across the sticky desk. The stacks of hundred dollar bills shifted inside the pristine casing.
The other four members of Team Apex stared at their captain in raw shock. They wanted to take the flight tickets. They wanted to escape the filthy internet cafe.
"You just bought us a flight to our own execution," Jace told the young billionaire.
Ryan Parker did not flinch. He looked down at the cynical prodigy.
"Tournament entry fees are just expensive paper," Jace explained bitterly. "Team Zenith will s*******r us on the main stage. They will humiliate us in front of fifty million viewers."
"You beat them last month," Ryan noted.
"We beat them before their corporate sponsor gave them a million dollar hardwar
