Saturday, April 19, 2025

novel 88 - 17. 230 million dollars


by nick nelson

part 17 of ?

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bradley barfield unlocked the sagging door of his miserable fourth floor room and tucker underwood followed him inside.

why does he bothers to lock it, tucker wondered, it looks like anyone could just reach in and open it.

bradley switched on a lamp. it barely lit up the room. he pointed to a chair.

a black turtleneck sweater was draped across the back of the chair and a painting about twenty-six inches square sat on the chair facing outward for viewing.

what do you think? bradley asked.

i like it, tucker said aloud. it’s pretty good.

in his head he thought, it is worth two hundred and thirty million dollars.

but how much do you think it it worth? bradley asked

um - hard to say. the market is pretty volatile right now.

i am not volatile. i am starving. what will you give me for it?

it is hard to say. i could give you something for it, based on what i think i can get for it today, and then next week i might get a lot more and you would think i was cheating you.

i don’t need a lesson on economics 101 - i went to business school just like you did.

yes, those were the happy carefree days, weren’t they? will they ever come back again?

they might come back for me if you buy this painting before i starve to death.

all right - i will give you seventy-five dollars for it.

i will take it.

this is too easy, tucker thought. his hand trembled as he reached into his pocket for his wallet, and bradley noticed it.

what are you nervous about? bradley suddenly demanded. you are not trying to cheat me, are you?

you said you would take whatever i gave you.

i did not say that!

hey, keep the noise down in there - people are trying to sleep!

i am sorry, mrs moriarty , bradley shouted back. it won’t happen again.

with a wild yet crafty look in his eyes, bradley turmed back to tucker.

now, where were we?

i said i would give you seventy-five dollars for the painting - the one on the chair there.

you are trying to cheat me, man. i put my whole heart and soul into it, and it is worth at least ninety.

i will give you ninety-five for it.

to be continued



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