"President Jason, we agreed on forty million yesterday over the phone. How did it suddenly become eighty million today?"
Ruby Jordan frowned, her beautifully manicured eyebrows knitting together in frustration. She slammed her hand on the table.
"This is a sit-down robbery! You are doubling the price at the last second? That is unethical business practice!"
Jason leaned back in his chair, picking his teeth with a toothpick. He smirked, his pockmarked face twisting into an expression of greedy indifference.
"Market fluctuations, Miss Jordan," Jason grunted. "Take it or leave it."
Jack Brooks waved his hand, cutting off Ruby's protest.
"Eighty million is eighty million," Jack said calmly. "Give me the account number."
He didn't care about the extra forty million. To him, money was jus
