James gulped down the rest of the whisky. He could feel the drink burning back some warmth into him, ridding him of some of the cold and numbness he felt inside.He wanted to talk with someone. He looked at Scott who was scrolling on his phone. He had an urge to tell this stranger about his woes, the challenges he had in spending all the money judiciously and on time. Was that wise? He didn't know. He decided to throw all caution to the wind. "I've got 250 thousand dollars," James said with a little of a hiccup."Huh?" Scott said, looking up from his phone."I said I've got 250 thousand dollars in my bank account, Scott..""Oh." Scott said, looking amused and a little confused. "Well, I've got 700 thousand dollars in my bank account Mr…..""James, just call me James," James said, finishing his sentence for him."Mr James." Scott finished."Well, I need to spe…..sorry, to invest all that money very quickly. If I don't, things could get bad for me." James said in a hurry.He wasn't sur
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