Breach of Mandate
Josh’s father had dropped off his file of investment documents earlier in the morning, Josh had quickly reviewed the contents of the file and made an appointment with the investment broker as soon as possible. The offices of Nicholas Webster were in a modern office park in Illovo, Johannesburg. Josh parked his BMW next to a red Ferrari that he assumed could only be Nicholas’. The front of the glass doors were sandblasted with phrases such as “Investments” and “Your financial future in our hands”. He grabbed his meeting binder and entered the building, greeted the receptionist at the front desk, and asked to see Mr Webster, telling her he had made an appointment to see him.
“Sir, please take a seat while I tell Mr Webster that you have arrived,” said the young receptioni
