Chapter 25-That Night
Jack "Here are the papers?" Tyrell handed me a stack of papers from Wilscott's condo. Taking another sip of my burbon I abruptly took the papers out of his hands. I was not only impatient but I was agitated. Why? Because of some girl who thinks she could play me for a fool. Seeing she wasn't in JJ's condo nor Maurice's home I hadn't the faintest idea of where she went. Instead I sat here at my desk just staring at the wall for hours feeling useless. I have never felt this useless in my entire life and now having these papers finally in my grasps perhaps I would be doing something worth my time. Scanning through the documents it was George's Will. Clearly it states everything he owns belongs to his daughter or next of Kin, including his business. But things doesn't add up.
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