ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY NINE

Mr. Michael sat at the small kitchen table, staring intently at his phone, waiting for the notification. It had become a routine now, always waiting for Dante to inform him that another transfer had been successfully made. That was the only news he just wanted to hear.

He was really anxious and almost thinking that he wasn't going to deliver as usual. The faint sounds of Gracia coughing lightly in the next room, gave him a steady reminder of why they were doing this. Eventually, the moment he had been waiting for. His phone buzzed, and Michael quickly snatched it up. His eyes scanned the message, and a smile spread across his face as he saw the amount: another ten thousand dollars, transferred without a hitch."We did it again," Michael said, his voice filled with relief and excitement as he turned to Lewis, who was sitting across from him. Lewis leaned in, his eyes lighted up. "How much did we get this time, Dad? I hope he made an effort this time."

"Another ten thousand." Michael rep
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