Benjamin Black knocked on JMONEY's door at precisely 07:00 AM. The turmoils of last night were still knotted deeply in Jonathan Morris's body."Jonathan! I know you're in there" said Benjamin as he continued the rap. The door creaked open slowly. "Whaaaaat?" wheezed JMONEY, regretting the day he ever crossed paths with Benjamin. "You're still asleep? When we have such a long day ahead of us?" asked Benjamin."What the hell are you talking about?" replied JMONEY. "Classes don't begin till 10:00 today.""Class??" asked Benjamin, perplexed. "After all that's happened, you're still thinking about class?""It is why I'm here after all.""Allow me to list off the schedule for today. First, we get my Mclaren. Second, we return the copy of the Ivy Leagues. Third, we go downtown." asserted Benjamin. I'm not sure I'm needed for any of these things. Why am I being coerced to go anywhere?, grumbled JMONEY."What's downtown?" asked JMONEY. "You'll see, now get up!" instructed Benjamin. There w

The dean's office was by the decorative pool on campus. A two-store-long blocky complex which served the Administrative department on the ground floor.It was usually empty this time of the semester, save for a few students who had a pressing need to change their departments quickly or some nut case who only just arrived in the middle of the semester, and was running around to get several permissions to continue.Benjamin was once that nutcase. Since his earlier earnings had come from working a fast food joint, tuition wasn't always readily available. Even from the support of Mr Black. Whose donations had fizzled out over the years.So more than once, Benjamin had had the pleasure of barely making it into the semester, and having to rely on JMONEY to catch up on course materials."Ah, memories" reminisced Benjamin. "Yeah, don't tell me about it" replied JMONEY.With that said the dean's office remained an urban legend to them. It was better if you didn't even hear about it throughout

"I'm just wondering why I was invited there in the first place." started JMONEY. "They didn't even look at me.""Don't ever complain at being the ambience. If they asked you to corroborate the story, would you have been able to?" asked Benjamin."True. Some of us are more gifted liars than others" taunted JMONEY. "It's not lying. I prefer to think of it as, an assistance of facts," replied Benjamin, keeping his eyes on the road. They had left the Dean's office very quickly; Benjamin didn't want to draw extra attention to his Mclaren parked just outside the entrance, and they were already behind schedule for the list of things to do today."What do you think Michael is thinking?" asked JMONEY."Probably something along the lines of being grateful his father didn't kick him out of the University," replied Benjamin."I know, but that's not what I meant. Is he going to take all of this lightly?""Hmm?""He's not going to be a problem? Shit, none of them are? What if they just ignore us fo

"Unfortunately, Sir. We can't sell you that building," replied Sarah. Benjamin studied her."Can't, or won't?" he asked her. "Huh?" she asked."I just want to know if I should take my business elsewhere" replied Benjamin. "It's not that simple, Sir. The building is simply not for sale. The owner isn't willing to part with it." Sarah replied. Bullshit, thought Benjamin. Even in his brokie days, he had passed that tower a couple of times. It was always empty."Isn't there always a price for these kinds of things?" he asked."There doesn't seem to be one, here" replied Sarah. Even more Bullshit, thought Benjamin. Guess, I'll try thatHe activated Bow Down To Me."Tell me the truth. Is there no way I can buy that building from anywhere?" asked Benjamin. "Not to the best of my knowledge, Sir," said Sarah."What do you mean?""When I brought it up with my Boss, he told me to stop talking nonsense about it. That the high-rise was off-limits.""And what do you think that means?""Beats me

Benjamin scrolled over to Amber's contact and dialled for a third time that morning. There was no beep, just a brief disconnect after a few seconds. "Switched off?" JMONEY asked. Benjamin nodded. "I'm sure she's fine" answered JMONEY."You have no way of knowing that" snapped Benjamin. JMONEY shrugged. "What else am I going to say?" he asked. "Let's just go" replied Benjamin. "Back To Classes, I hope?" asked JMONEY. "Sure" replied Benjamin, not really caring.They arrived on campus, just at the tail-end of ThermoDynamics. With a brief apology from JMONEY about how they had been in a fender bender, Professor Tolga allowed the star-studded student Jonathan and his friend, Benjamin into his class.Up ahead, above their usual seats, a familiar girl waved over to them. It was Samira, she also took this class. JMONEY was about to ignore her, but Benjamin already opted to sit next to her. JMONEY dragged his feet to sit at the aisle, next to Benjamin.There was a brief exchange of What the he