Chapter 8 Dinner with the Walters

Fred Duckstein took a swift glance at the window facing the car park of his office. He clanked his tongue after seeing the person who highlighted from the car. It was his long time but not so close friend George Walter and the man got on his nerves every time. Staying clear of him had been the best option, since Fred noticed how pushy he can be and his greediness to earn too much was very glaring.

George owned the classiest hotel in Titusville and had branches every corner of Pennsylvania, still he was never satisfied, he eyed so many landed properties in the...