THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR

KNEELING GIANTS

Mr. Austin clenched his jaw, his face was still twisted in anger and fear. He took out his phone, his hand was shaking as he dialed the number of the Vault custodian.

The phone rang, and a young man’s voice answered on the other end, polite but confused. “Hello, this is Jeremy, how can I assist you, Mr. Austin?”

Mr. Austin spoke quickly, his voice was tense. “Jeremy, I need one point eight million dollars in cash brought to my office. Now.”

There was a long pause on the other end of the line. “I… I’m sorry, sir, did you say one point eight million dollars? In cash?”

“Yes, Jeremy,” Mr. Austin snapped, his patience was wearing thin. “One point eight million. In cash. Bring it here immediately.”

The confusion was clear in Jeremy’s voice as he stammered, “But, sir… that’s a lot of money to—”

Mr. Austin’s voice turned cold and hard. “Just do it, Jeremy. Stop asking questions and bring the cash.”

There was a nervous gulp on the other end of the line, then Jeremy said, “Yes, sir. Right away.