The Magic Black Card

Throw him out

Chapter 8

The manager, nervously entered the boss's, Mr Martin office. He could feel his palms sweating as he approached the large desk where Mr Martin, the owner of the bar, sat.

Mr Martin was a seasoned businessman, known for his sharp wit and shrewd decision-making skills. The manager knew he had to choose his words carefully.

"Sir, I have some news that might interest you," the manager began cautiously.

Mr Martin glanced up from his paperwork, with his eyes narrowing in curiosity.

"WhatDavid?" he asked, "Make it quick."

The manager took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves.

"Sir, someone wants to buy the bar," he said, his voice barely above a whisper and Mr Martin's eyebrows shot up in surprise.

"Buy the bar? You must be joking, David," there was a hint of amusement in his voice. "We get inquiries like that almost every year. People are attracted to the prime location, but they always back out once they hear the price."

The manager nodded, understanding his boss's skept