“I repeat. Violent male on the loose.” said the guard into the radio.“I told you not to touch me” Benjamin said. He could feel his body heating up. Was this the effect of using the system?But he soon felt the touch of a cool hand on his shoulders that seemed to dissipate the heat.
“Benjamin, enough” said Amber. Pleading with her eyes. Benjamin cooled down, but then turned to Mardo. The Bank manager rushed into the scene.“What on earth is going on here?!” asked Mr David.“It’s this homeless dude. He tried to attack this gentleman here!” said one of the onlookers.
Soon the others started joining in.“Yes, see how he dresses and how unkempt he looks.”
“Somebody like him should be locked up! What is he doing in a bank?”
“He’s a scammer. I saw him telling that woman to send him some money!” They all chorused.“That’s not true!” yelled Amber.“Enough!” said Mr David. He looked at Benjamin, and then looked over to Mr Mardo, who had turned white.“Mr Mardo, did this man try to attack you in this premises?” Mr David asked calmly.
Mardo, on gaining back his faculties, seemed disgusted. “Of course, he did! Are you blind with what he just did to your security guards?” shouted Mardo.Mr David did not notice the security guards before, and he was now horrified.
But he still looked to Mardo.“He tried to attack you, and then you called the security guards?” David asked.“Are you tone deaf, David? Yes! Isn’t that right, Claire?” asked Mardo. Claire seemed torn on responding. Will she tell the truth or…
“Yes, dear. He attacked you before you called security” Claire said.“That’s bullshit, and you know it!” yelled Amber again. “You were the one that randomly called security on him!”
“Are you brainwashed, woman? Everybody here saw what happened and what he did!” said Mardo.“Yes, we saw him!” chorused a few others.
David turned to Benjamin, who had been quiet all this time.“You, I’m afraid we’re going to have to report this to the police, and place you under arrest-” started David.But then someone came to David. A tall looking man; the account officer that was handling the unfreezing of Benjamin’s accounts.
He whispered something into David’s ears, and his mood changed.David cleared his throat.“Excuse me, Mr Benjamin. We will have to review the CCTV evidence first to sort this matter.” said David to Benjamin.“I don’t mind” said Benjamin.Mardo noticed the mood change, and was confused.
Mr Benjamin? “Are you not seeing what he did to your guards? Are you that dense, David?” Mardo questioned. But David walked away without paying him any heed.
After what seemed like an eternal silence, David was back. He looked heavily stressed as he approached Benjamin.“Mr. Benjamin, there is no direct way to say this. We have reviewed the CCTV, and Skaling Bank would like to extend it’s utmost apology to you and your companion. For your information, we will be firing the security company that escalated this situation and paying a distress compensation fee to you for what you have suffered her. I should plead with you that you not press charges.”
David rubbed his hands apologetically. He had just seen Benjamin’s account. If he was to lose him as a client, and to get sued, his career in banking would be over! The entire banking hall was quiet.As for Claire, and Mardo, they were shocked!
“That’s not enough. Do you know who this man is, and what he controls?!” said Amber.
Claire was more stupefied. Was Benjamin pretending with her this entire time? Who in their right mind would live like that?David’s eyebrows curled in more stress, but said
“As a final solution, Skaling Bank would cut all ties and dealings with Mr Mardo and the Aircable company. We will also provide evidence of this matter in court, if you wish to sue him directly. Please accept our apologies!” David pleaded.
It was a painful decision, but necessary. Mardo’s net worth in Skaling Bank was only about $100 million, but Benjamin was five times that number! The board will understand when explains the situation directly. And if Benjamin were to initiate a lawsuit, it would avoid Skaling Bank entirely.
Mardo’s lips parted.“Do you know what you are saying, David? You want to side with this fraud?!!” asked Mardo. His heart was beating and his legs shivering. He was only playing hard to get with David. He would have eventually taken the loan of Skaling Bank, but now-
“Do you know how much money you have lost your bank, David?” asked Mardo.
Another emotion stirred within Benjamin. He rather enjoyed seeing Mardo fret like this.“For curiosity, what was he going to buy, Mr David?” asked Benjamin.
“Excuse me, Mr Benjamin. What did you say?” David asked.“What was Mr Mardo here going to buy?” Benjamin asked again.“As I understand it, he was to take a loan to finance the payment of the rights to Supersport on Aircable.”
“I see. How much are the rights?” asked Benjamin.
“What is going on here? Do you even understand what you are saying?” screamed Mardo. Claire was in a trance. The composure, the athleticism, the confidence; the person standing before her couldn’t be Benjamin….“How-much-are-the-rights?” Benjamin repeated.
“I think they’re on the market for around $10 million, Mr Benjamin.” said David.
“Interesting. I’ll buy it for $20 million then, through Skaling Bank. Use any rates you wish. Consider it a gesture of good faith.”
“What?!” chorused everybody, including Amber.
“You’re an idiot, boy. Other than the fact that you are stealing money from somewhere, how will you buy the rights when you don’t even have a cable company?” asked Mardo, trying to mask his fear. His fear that Benjamin could actually take Supersports from him.
“Easy. I don’t know anything about Cable TV. But I know you want it. I trust your judgment. I’ll buy the rights for myself in the meantime.” said Benjamin, grinning.
A horror-stricken Amber pulled Benjamin Black away from the crowd of astonished faces and the pallor expressions of Mardo Wormwood and Claire Black."What are you thinking?" she asked as they approached one of the ticketing counters. Benjamin didn't respond immediately, his body only moving deliriously when Amber grabbed him, and his eyes still set on WormWood.“Hmm?” he half-mouthed at her question.Amber looked around for the Bank Manager. She saw him emerging out of a hidden hallway, laden with paperwork that rose from his hands to above his head, and still not enough to cover that wrinkly crooked smile of his. It was going to rain a payday of commissions for this Skaling Bank Branch."We should leave now." Amber put it bluntly. "If you tell the Bank Manager it was just an honest overstep on your part, we can still avoid this. That man will still lose his stake in the bank, and you'll be in the good light.""What?" That seemed to jolt Benjamin back to reality. "Why would I do that?
"Mr Benjamin, please!" David's head was lowered to his hips, and hands outstretched in a plea."You must tell me how we have offended you! Should I relinquish the services of the customers who also joined in falsely accusing you? Done. Perhaps I shall fire some of our tellers who watched without doing anything as well? If it is what you desire, consider it done!"The bank tellers; silent non-descript middle-aged men and women, tucked safely behind their granite counters, all turned to their manager in a cold sweat. Maybe minding their business during the commotion hadn't been the best bet after all."Now now" Benjamin tried to pacify him, but something sitting at the bottom right of his peripheral vision struck him as odd. When he turned his head to get a better look, the arrangement moved only so much as to sit at the bottom right again."Am I having a stroke?" Benjamin thought to himself. After turning his head a few more times, it became clear that the object was not of his external
"Let's do it." responded Benjamin. No one was more pleased with the recent developments as much as David. In one fell swoop, it seemed that Benjamin would still be keeping his fortune within Skaling Bank, just under a different name. Amber looked similarly relieved as well."When do we start?" rapped Benjamin."Now we have to find a registrar to start the new company. There are quite a few to choose from…""If I may-" David produced a small red business card. "These people are highly recommended by us, recognized and represent some of the most elite businessmen in the Country. The Number 2 on the Forbes Under 40 list had their second company registered there.Amber scoffed."It's not that difficult to get registered. Why should we go to a place that sounds like they would charge us 100x the normal price?" she interrogated. Benjamin looked for David's response."There is a simple explanation, Madam. Have you heard of the Star Alliance?" David asked. Amber had heard the phrase in passing
"Hey!" Mardo bounced towards them."Can I be of any help to you?" replied Amber. Mardo didn't pay her any attention and got closer and closer to Benjamin "You little shit!" he said, about to raise his fist."I wouldn't do that if I were you. Are you forgetting what happened to those spectacularly trained security guards a few minutes ago?" Amber warned. Mardo hesitated, and Amber moved to block Benjamin from him."What are you, his mommy?" taunted Mardo. Benjamin didn't respond to him. He hadn't responded to anything since he emerged from his exit. His eyes jumped from Mardo to Claire, to Amber, and to Mardo again with a blank expression. Sometimes he rubbed his shoulder, and looked away entirely."I'm talking to you little shit! What is a flea like you looking to pull?" snapped Mardo."I would advise you to refrain from talking to my patient that way." said Amber. "Patient?" asked Mardo, with something glimmering in his eyes. Was it hope? He looked at Benjamin again, who had not utte
He tapped the back of her shoulder."Don't bother" Benjamin spoke. Intelligence had returned to Benjamin's eyes; his face now wearing a sombre expression. "Is this how it always is?" asked Amber. The picture was getting a little clearer to her. Benjamin's irascibility with these people. For a moment, he didn't respond, but only stared forward, as if he had truly become an invalid."She wasn't like that. She was different. At least in the beginning." he said finally."And now?" asked Amber."Now they all burn" Benjamin replied. Not overzealous, not pitiful, not serious, just a statement of what he had decided a while ago. Amber shifted a little uncomfortably."I don't know how I feel being an accessory to someone's grand scheme of revenge.""I'll pay you quite handsomely" Benjamin grinned, shifting the tone of the conversation."Right...Still, what purpose does having them believe you're insane serve?" asked Amber."Are you being serious? I got this whole idea from you.""What are you ta
A bead of sweat travelled across the Boss's face. This woman was the type that was peculiar about first impressions. David from Skaling Bank had indeed called a few hours before about an incoming guest, something about a big shot persona with a few hundred million to throw away.Same old, same old. He then replied by telling David to forward the finer details to Vanessa(The Secretary), but he had never gotten around to checking on her about it. And she was yet to debrief him about any of it. It wasn't looking good, but still, the situation could be managed--"My sincere apologies Ma'am. I won't make any excuses. It has been quite the longest day, and I was just about to discuss with matter with my secretary. We have had quite the backlog." That last statement was a little funny considering the waiting room was empty besides four of them."But like I said, there is no excuse. Please accept our apologies. I'll take full responsibility." reiterated the Boss."And how will you do that?"
"The Card?" repeated the Boss."The Card." affirmed Benjamin. Then, as if recognition was only just entering his eyes: "Ah, yes. Of course, that card! Yes. Naturally. Let's go into my office, and we can discuss how you want it delivered-"Benjamin didn't budge an inch. That response was neither a yes nor a no. "Maybe you're having trouble understanding" started Benjamin "but I need a yes or a no on the black card."Something about that last statement made the boss wince a little, and he approached Benjamin again. Looking around his very empty waiting room again, he whispered:"I understand perfectly Mr.Black, but I wonder if David had accurately painted the clandestineness of the Star Alliance group to you and your companion here. If he didn't, he should have at least outlined the benefits that come with being a member of such a group. Now, think about an organization that can provide such services, is it wise for us to casually discuss them like a passing subject in such an open area?
Benjamin was a little unsatisfied with the answer. Lavender didn't elaborate on the last part. Was Star Alliance truly capable of everything that David had promised? He heard a small ping, like a smartphone notification message.The blue text flashed again, this time with a graphic of an empty bar. The left end of the bar was labelled Level 1, and the other end was labelled Level 2. "BOW DOWN TO ME" was typesetted clearly on top. Then as mall hatching began to creep up the bar, up to a quarter.Another text flashed 25EXP received. It seemed like this was exactly like a video game. More and more uses of the skill meant levelling up. And no doubt, with each increase in level, it would get easier to get more uses like this lie detection.In other words, it was a skill that forced you to control others as much as possible, 24/7. "Interesting" Benjamin said out loud. "Of course, he's going to say that" said Amber, ignorant of what had just happened. "I'm asking him if he can prove any of
It was a long exhausting flight, and the first order of business was to stop by the University and see the fruits of JMONEY's work. He rode in one of the SUVs, and sure enough, he could see mayhem from even the gate."I'm sorry, Sir. The University can't grant entry to any visitors at the moment. For your own safety." said one of the University's security."Is there something wrong, Officer?" asked Benjamin."We have a few troublemakers we're dealing with. That's all.""Then it's fine, you can let me in" Benjamin used [Bow Down To Me]."Understood, Sir." Benjamin watched as they drove past broken windows, strewn toilet paper on the lawn, black graffiti on beige-white buildings, and a bunch of boys in ski masks running with metal bats. He dialed Michael and JMONEY's numbers. "Come to the dorms."Holy Shit" whispered JMONEY as he entered the air-conditioned Range Rover. Michael entered the front seat, with similar exclamations."What's the status report?" questioned Benjamin."The sta
"Huh?" muttered James. "The hell?"But Benjamin looked up to find Black's easygoing face had turned grave. He almost resembled his wife."I'm not sure I understand what you're saying, Benjamin," answered Mr. Black.Ahh, I see."Thank you for confirming it. I've had a hard time trying to decide if what that bastard told me was the truth, or not. Goodbye." dismissed Benjamin.In an instant, Black appeared before him, his hands crushing Benjamin's wrists to take hold of the pen."You should've just listened, and taken the easy way out, Benjamin," said Black softly.[Notice: [Enhanced Body] compromised.]Benjamin screamed in pain as Black wretched the pen from his fingers, but all too suddenly, Black's movements stopped. His eyes swayed from Benjamin to his stomach.There was a red swelling around a spot where It looked like his intestines had caved. A fatal swelling. James Black removed his hand slowly after delivering a deadly punch to his father's guts. Blood streamed from Black's mout
The man returned to observing the calm waves of the beach, even though Benjamin was now only inches away, looking down on him.Is this Bastard going to make me talk first? frowned Benjamin. He cleared his throat. "You were looking for me?" he started but decided that was too polite. "What the fuck do you want?" he added.The man pointed to his left. "Take a seat. You're in my sun.""What seat?" barked Benjamin, but he was stunned to see, by the man's left, almost touching his shoulders, an identical beach chair. That's Impossible. There was only one plastic chair on this entire Beach! I was sure of that just a few seconds ago.The man gestured again: "Aren't you going to sit?""No, thanks. I'd rather stand."There was no further communication from the 'GrandMaster', until Benjamin decided, reluctantly, to take the Beach chair. Activating [Enhanced Body] first."Now talk" commanded Benjamin."You've done well to make it this far. To be honest, it was pretty touch and go there for a lon
Benjamin turned over the phone and unlocked it. A video was already playing on the home screen. It was a hospital setting, which immediately set off different alarms in Benjamin's head.It was a private ward, and Benjamin recognized the pattern of the windows, the wall colors, and some brand-new equipment by the patient's bedside, which looked a lot like the pictures of hospital machines Amber had once shown to him for approval.The video was in Medhill Hospital. The patient was a still, petite figure with long straight hair that had to be combed for her every morning because she was incapable of waking up to do it herself. It was Ivy Wallouby."I trust you need no further explanation," asked James Black. Benjamin looked up at him with eyes of controlled fury."I'll kill you" he stated, not as a threat, but a prognostication of what was to come."I don't doubt that you would if you could, that is. But I hope this puts everything into perspective. Now, are you willing to hear what I ha
"So, what are you going to do, Justine?"Madam Black looked from family to foe. Claire, Simon, and Mardo were eagerly anticipating some strong response, based on how they were looking at her with wide impatient eyes. She looked back at Benjamin, still dumbfounded."What do you want?" she asked him."Want? Well, Mrs Caroline may be exaggerating things slightly there, so I don't blame you for thinking that way. This isn't some threat, or even Blackmail, Ma'am. In fact, it's quite the opposite. We're here out of respect, and professional courtesy, as Amber had deduced that maybe the board might have not told you." Benjamin rose."And now you know. We'll work with Mrs Caroline to send out figures first thing on Monday morning. It should be a good deal to think over the weekend.""Why are you doing this?" cut in Claire. For a long time, even since the bank incident, she had not been able to look him directly in the eyes. But now she did.Her eyes are weak and dull, thought Benjamin, before
Benjamin grinned and clinked his glass a few more times. "A toast, everyone." Soon, the sound of Benjamin's glass was the only sound to be heard in the hotel's hall. Benjamin looked again to the Black family table.Madam Black, Simon, and Mardo had all joined Claire in a gaping expression.Benjamin raised his glass. "To the couple--"Mardo rose. "Get this hobo out of here! Now!" he instructed, not minding decorum. The guests were appalled as some security approached Benjamin."Are you sure you should be treating your guests this way?" asked Benjamin."And when I find out who let him in here, you all are going to have a lot to answer for!" Mardo berated the security.Should I get rough? wondered Benjamin. But before two of the guards could close the distance by a further step, 3 gentlemen from a nearby table rose and quickly approached to block the guards."What?""Is exactly what I want to ask, Mr.Mardo." Caroline's voice pierced the air from the table next to Benjamin. "As far as I k
Amber donned a sunset brown dress that draped all the way to her ankles, barely brushing past the straps of the fragile, but stunning black high heels. On both of her wrists were gold and silver bracelets stacked upon each other in closed, tight gaps.Her necklace was even simpler; a round thin chain of something that sparkled under the building spotlights, and helped to accentuate her mischievous smile. She had curled the ends of her hair into two stunning semi-circles that she brushed off her chest as she approached the dumbfounded Benjamin."Ready when you are, Boss." she poked playfully."Looks like someone's been on a shopping spree. Do I need to look into your salary?" he teased."If you do, you should remember all the bonuses I should have made for all my *hard work*""I'm just surprised you even had the time.""Oh, no. I had my cousin pick this out for me.""Really? Wonder what she looks like."Johnny Zeppeli coughed. "Don't you people have somewhere to be already? This is sti
"Pauper?""Not quite, as you can see. I usually go by Benjamin these days. Also, CEO of Ivy Corp. President of the Medhill board. Or just simply, Boss. The elevator's closing, Mr. Mardo. Don't you have somewhere to be?"Mardo Wormwood found himself leaning slightly off-center and stopped himself with the door before he could fall and collapse right there."It's impossible" he whispered under his breath, staring at Benjamin like he was the 8th wonder of the world. A wonder that had risen from the dead and posed a threat to his survival."You know what they say. Something's always impossible until it's not." smiled Benjamin.Mardo massaged his head. "I have to be dreaming or something"Benjamin pushed the button for the ground floor, with Mardo inside. "Don't worry, Mr. Mardo. All will be explained in time. And by in time, I mean very soon. Extremely sooon" The doors began to close. "See you at the Wedding" winked Benjamin from the other side.On the ground floor, Mardo was still strugg
Inside the tower, Mardo stopped by the front desk."Excuse Me. I would like to see the CEO" he strummed politely. Dominique, one of the officers on duty that day asked: "Do you have an appointment?""If I had, I would've mentioned it, don't you think?""Unfortunately" replied Dominique, "We can't let you in without an appointment, Sir.""Do you know who I am?"Dominique shook his head irritably."Then at least tell your boss who I am. Mardo Wormwood. Aircable CEO, and owner. Or you don't know what this too? Do yourself a favor. Pull out your phone, find out, and don't get fired for turning away someone like me when your boss comes in to check in later.""I know, Aircable, Sir. Unfortunately--" Dominque turned his attention to his pocket, where his cell was vibrating."Just one moment, Sir. Hello?"Mardo overheard a gentle tinny voice issuing an inaudible command."Alright. Understood." Dominique ended the call. "You're all set to go, Mr. Mardo. We're glad to have you."And with that,