It was a hot Sunday night. Arnold had spent the first few hours of his day at the gym. It was quite shocking that what he had started in order to get Lisa Daniel had turned into something he actually loved. It was so refreshing to be able to sweat away all his worries and intrusive thoughts. After he came back from the gym, he’d dressed and gone straight to Lincoln’s forge, ready to continue what he had started the day before in order to reach his weekend target.Now that he was back, he needed to rest. He was looking forward to a long night rest to get ready for his investor prediction work week days with Mr Xiu.He’d just come out of the shower and his body was still wet. He toweled himself down and put on a boxer brief with his favourite faded t shirt. He sniffed it before he put it on. Sometimes, he forgot to properly sort his laundry, often mixing the clean cloth and the dirty clothes due to his busy schedule.He brought out his laptop from the portable office bag he had bough

Pumped with his lunch and yet another dose of coffee, Arnold was ready to go on with the day. He'd settled the records of his bullet proceeds and now it was time to balance it with Mr Xiu. They were joint partners, after all. It was only right for him to keep Mr Xiu updated at every step of the way.He'd made 15 bullets with 9 of the coins that Mr Xiu had supplied him and he had sold them at a price of 500$ each. The price was gradually increasing with each sale and he was elated about this fact. It was a very good deal and G was fast becoming his loyal customer.Since Xiu and Arnold were joint partners, they split the total amount of the proceeds into two. There was one catch, though."What?" Arnold asked, wondering if Mr Xiu was teasing him."You're going to have to collect my personal account details from Jia. I don't want you to send the proceeds to my company account number. Jia knows all my personal details, so it's best if you just ask her.""Ask her?" Arnold was surprised th

It was a Friday night after a long week and Arnold needed to cool down. He wanted to do something impulsive, something that didn't involve all the hard work he did all week long (and all weekend long, too).He told his made a stop at his newfound favourite club just on his way to his apartment. He was still wearing his office wear, but he didn't care. He just wanted to have a fun, chill night to celebrate his wins so far. He didn't want to be that guy who always worked without playing even a little bit.He entered the club and went straight to the VIP section. There was an abundance of women and drinks. He loved both. He wanted both. And he had the money to get both."Give me your most expensive bottle of wine!" he yelled to the barman.When they served it to him, the music changed to acknowledge him and the spotlight shone on him. A lot of the people in the club stopped dancing to see who it was. Almost all eyes were on him.The server opened the bottle and poured it into a cup. He t

It was yet another weekend, exactly seven days after Arnold's encounter with Vera. He wasn't counting but he was conscious of this fact. It was an encounter that he didn't think he would forget un the near future. It had given him some kind of moment of evaluation. He'd tried to stop himself from thinking about his past life but it was hard. Even though he'd gotten into that accident and woken up with the system in him, he was still a part of his past self. He felt renewed but his present was an accumulation of all his past selves.Arnold had finished his weekend quota of bullets to be forged. He'd forged them all and he was ready to sell them to his regular buyer. It was always so refreshing when he was able to meet his goals. And, since he'd met his goals, he felt fulfilled even before selling the bullets. The proceeds would be a bonus.He arrived at the usual meeting point alone. As always. The new routine involved him coming alone without his car and with a duffel bag. So, ther

Mr Xiu watch Arnold keenly as he explained in carefully chosen words how he would go about getting the coins without his help. He could see every change in the man's face and every shift in his demeanor. Which was why, he noticed it when it happened.Arnold's face remained the same after he mentioned the Ghost of Wall Street. Even when he said as dramatically and tactically as possible, that he knew him in person. There was no trace of shock on his face. The only shift in expression was that of Arnold's lips — a smirk he couldn't quite understand graced the young man's lips.What was in Arnold's mind?Instead of creating an unquenchable curiosity and a high level of shock factor in his mentee, Xiu was the one left confounded.What did Arnold know about the Ghost of Wall Street?Xiu could feel an uneasiness in his gut. It was so strong, it almost blocked the words from coming out of his lips. He tried to shake off the feeling, but he couldn't. It grew even stronger, leading him to t