Bob went back to his bedroom to get the money.


    Hank nudged Carlisle’s arm and asked in a low voice, “Carlisle, what were you thinking? You sold him


    the equipment for only 100 thousand dors!”


    “Like I said, we’re friends now,” Carlisle replied with a smile.


    Hank had mentioned that Bob owned a cell phone manufacturing nt.


    Carlisle’s grand n was to get ahead in the age of smart technology. He believed there would be


    plenty of opportunities to do business with Bob in the future.


    Hank reluctantly lit a cigarette and muttered, “Whatever, as long as I get my share of 30 thousand.


    Heath, who had just tossed one cigarette to light another, forced a smile at Hank. “Hank, there’s a


    reason for Carl’s actions. We just have to trust him.”


    At that moment, Bob came out with a stic bag full of cash and ced it on theputer desk.


    “Here’s the 100 grand. Count it if you want.”


    “Mr. York, you’re a big–time boss. We trust you!” Carlisle said and shoved the money into Hank’s


    hands.


    Hank’s initial displeasure vanished as he looked at the crisp new bills. A hundred thousand wasn’t too


    shabby, and his share would bring him closer to the 50 thousand dors he needed for a dowry.


    The rest of the transaction went smoothly.


    Bob equipped himself with the Heavenly Sword and the Memory Ring, which increased his stats


    considerably.


    “Why don’t you rest here for a while? I’ll have someone drive you back when it’s daylight.” Bob offered,


    his eyes glued to theputer screen but still mindful of his guests.


    Carlisle smiled politely. “We have things to do tomorrow, so we won’t keep you, Mr. York. May I have


    your business card?”


    “Of course, we’re all friends here.” Bob pulled a card from his desk and handed it to Carlisle. “Feel free


    to


    stop by anytime for a chat.”


    “Will do!” Carlisle epted the card with a smile.


    The trio left the hotel and hailed a taxi back to Rivend.


    By the time they got back to their rental, it was 7:00 am.


    Sitting on the couch, Carlisle began to divvy up the money. “Without Hank’s cheating, we wouldn’t have


    made this 100 thousand dors, so Hank gets 30 thousand. Heath and I will take 20 thousand each,


    while


    Owen, Benjamin, and Sean will get ten thousand each.”


    “Why should they get anything? They slept like logs!


    While Hank was happy with his share of the money, he felt that Benjamin and the others hadn’t done


    anything to deserve a share.


    Carlisle chuckled. “We’re a team. If there’s money to be made, we all make it together.”


    Heath gave a thumbs up. “I’ve never admired anyone more. You’re the first person I really admire.


    You’ve got vision. You’re gonna make it big one day!”


    Seeing Heath’s reaction, Hank held back any furtherints.


    Carlisle took out his cell phone and called Ivan.


    now was in


    Ivan was part of the Makers of Chaos guild and knew Carlisle’s true identity, so a little hush money


    order.


    Ivan was having breakfast in his Inte cafe. He looked distracted.


    The guild leader had announced to the group that he would reward eight thousand dors to whoever


    found “Bygones_b_bygones“.


    Eight thousand dors was half a year’s sry for an average person.


    He wondered if he should turn Carlisle in for the reward.


    The ssic Nokia ringtone interrupted Ivan’s thoughts.


    He looked at the screen. It was Carlisle calling.


    “Carlisle, our guild leader has put an eight thousand dor bounty on your head!”


    “As long as you keep quiet, he’ll never find me,” Carlisle assured him.


    Ivan was silent as he hesitated.


    The Heavenly Sword Carlisle had sold him had earned him 50 thousand dors. He didn’t want to


    betray


    Carlisle.


    Just then, Carlisle spoke up. “Send me your bank ount, and I’ll wire you ten thousand.”


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    “Are you serious, Carlisle?” Ivan was taken aback.


    “I sold the equipment for 100 thousand dors, but I only kept 20 thousand for myself. I’ll give you ten


    thousand.”


    “You sold the Heavenly Sword and, the Memory Ring for only a hundred grand?” Ivan was in disbelief,


    wondering if Carlisle realized the true value of those items.


    “Well, they weren’t from a clean source. I’ll sell them for as much as I can!”


    “Fair point. Better than losing everything to the developers.”