Rachel welcomed him with a stack of documents on her desk, appearing tired and entirely unimpressed, which only made Kyle more desperate to secure the deal.
“Look, Kyle, I do not have all day. Five lots, six million total. If you want to buy them, great. If not, I have other interested parties waiting in the lobby.”
Kyle barely looked over the contracts, too drunk on the word “opportunity” to bother studying the details. With the three million dollars he had extorted from my father, he purchased two lots and left a six-hundred-thousand-dollar deposit to hold the remaining three.
He signed his name with dramatic confidence, convinced he had just locked in his future as a millionaire.
But during the drive back home, the numbers began to torment him. He still needed another three million within five days to complete the purchase, and that was when his ambition became truly poisonous.
That night, he came home and went directly to his mother’s room without even stopping to greet me. I moved quietly down the hallway and stood near the narrow opening of the door.
“Mom, Heather, listen to me,” Kyle said, his voice tense and urgent. “Chloe cannot know about this.”
“What did you do now, Kyle?” Susan asked, sounding uneasy.
“I found the opportunity of a lifetime, but it requires capital. Chloe is currently under investigation at her firm, so she gave me the inside track on a major land deal. I have already bought part of it, but I need another three million to acquire the rest.”
“Three million?” Heather let out a shrill laugh. “Where on earth are we going to find that kind of money?”
Kyle lowered his voice, but the greed inside it was unmistakable.
“We sell the house in Nebraska.”
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