Chapter 8: Vanity or Soul (Part II)
“That’s some one hell of an offer, apparently…” “How about seven thousand euros, do we have a deal?” I said to him increasing the amount just to push him forward since I'm running out of options except bribes. In just a couple of seconds, he finally gave in. “Alright! Alright! Just don’t haunt me once you’re dead” He replied scratching his head - having most of his thoughts fixed upon such consequences. Before speaking, I placed the envelope containing the money on the bench. He's just looking at it, trying to test the waters even though it's obvious that he would bite in. “I won’t be since I’m not going to die just because of a simple negotiation.” “If it’s my older brother, you will if he wants to.” His grin is giving me doubts as to whether or not this man is capable of negotiation
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