5/17/2023 0 Comments Forspoken ps5Of course Sally would have seen pictures of Angela and me. “I have a feeling that they will.”Īs I headed out of the bar, I realized I’d never mentioned Angela to the O’Malleys. “Yes,” Sam replied, looking directly at me. “Maybe our paths will cross again one day,” Al added. “Give our best to your lovely wife,” Sally said, catching my eye. “Me, too,” Al added, and I wasn’t about to point out that he was single. I wish we could stick around for another, but I have a family dinner waiting for me at home.” I pulled a crisp hundred from my money clip, placing it on the table. She was peering over Al’s head, eyeing the exit. I find it so dirty…and full of disappointment,” Sally replied, just loud enough to be heard. These two are as light as mahogany and black leather. “We never stay in this place longer than we need to.” “I hope you two will have some time to explore New York before you go back across the Atlantic?” “It was no trouble at all,” I replied brightly, trying to lighten the mood. “Well, we appreciate you going through all the trouble to meet with us,” Sam said, thinly veiling his disappointment with passive aggression. ![]() ![]() I noticed something pass silently across the table between Sam and Sally, and it suddenly felt like Al and I were intruding on something private. The table’s warm vibe turned chilly, like whiskey on the rocks. “As much as we’re flattered by this offer, we can’t accept it. This has been a lifelong dream of mine, and it’s starting to come true.” “But you have to understand that for me, X-Label is about so much more than money. I kicked Al under the table, and he tore his gaze from the note paper. It was like they were enjoying watching Al and me squirm.īut we clearly had the upper hand here. Something about their smug friendliness put me on edge. Doesn’t it?” Sally asked, smiling into her whiskey glass. “It seems like the gods are smiling upon you, Xavier Knight. And as you can tell, Al and I are shocked. “Sam, Sally…this is an extremely generous offer. And Al’s lack of a poker face implied the same thing. The O’Malleys wanted to buy X-Label for ten million dollars.īut I didn’t want to hand over X-Label, even for a sum like that. Who was I kidding? It was hard to play it cool. My partner couldn’t tell if we’d been dealt a royal flush or a 7-2 offsuit, the worst hand of all. ![]() I passed the paper across the table to Al and watched his face transform with disbelief. In Sam O’Malley’s clear, dignified scrawl, I counted eight round zeros. I glanced back at the paper, just to double check.
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