PHIL

Money is everything; you better have it, or you will be left to feed off scraps…

The sun shone brightly overhead, casting a golden glow over the bustling city streets. It was a beautiful day, with not a cloud in sight. I sat in the back of my sleek black car, driven by one of the henchmen. The car smoothly weaved through traffic, heading towards the Jake and Sons company.

Since that son of a bitch had challenged me to a contest, I was not only going to make him pay for his words, I was going to make sure he paid in multiple folds. Before he realizes what...