A homeless and poor Brandon offers his last $2 to an elderly man in need at the gas station store and inherits his company the next day. Brandon thinks this is the start of a new life for his family.<\/p>\n
Brandon clutched his paper cup with change as he shuffled into the gas station store. He was near an aisle when a loud voice distracted him. He saw a queue of angry shoppers waiting behind an elderly man who had difficulty hearing.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry, what did you say about the water being funny?\u201d the elderly man asked the cashier.<\/p>\n
\u201cMoney!\u201d she groaned. \u201cI said you don\u2019t have enough money, sir!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, it was a sunny day!\u201d replied the man with a frown.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou need more cash! For the water!\u201d A younger guy standing behind the man grabbed him by the shoulder and yelled into his ears.<\/p>\n
Brandon noticed everything. He was tempted to step in, but he didn\u2019t want to attract the shoppers\u2019 ire. Meanwhile, the elderly man explained he didn\u2019t have enough cash, asking if he could get a smaller bottle of water as he needed to take his pills.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf you can\u2019t afford to pay, you\u2019ll have to go!\u201d shouted the cashier.<\/p>\n
\u201cI can go?\u201d He smiled and turned to leave, but the cashier snatched the water bottle from his hand. \u201cJust get out, old man!\u201d she hissed. \u201cYou\u2019re way too much trouble!\u201d<\/p>\n
The elderly man requested that he needed to take his pills, but his pleas fell on deaf ears.<\/p>\n
Brandon had had enough. He marched to the cashier and offered to pay for the old guy.<\/p>\n
\u201cHave a heart, lady,\u201d he said and emptied his cup on the counter. The woman looked at him in distaste before she counted the money.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019ll cover it,\u201d she said, taking all the money, including his last $2. \u201cNow step aside. You\u2019re holding the line.\u201d<\/p>\n
Brandon abandoned his can of beans on the counter as he offered the water to the older man.<\/p>\n
\u201cHere you go, sir. I got you water,\u201d he spoke slowly and clearly, ensuring the man could see his face if he needed to lip-read. And the man thanked him. They left the store together, and Brandon headed to his tent on the bare patch of ground adjacent to the station, but the man stopped him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWait!\u201d<\/p>\n
Brandon turned around.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut what are your kids going to eat? You left the beans on the counter.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe have the last of yesterday\u2019s bread,\u201d Brandon replied. \u201cWe\u2019ll get by.\u201d<\/p>\n
The man walked away but with a frown. Brandon noticed he got in a gleaming SUV and wondered why a man like him couldn\u2019t afford a bottle of water.<\/p>\n
The next day, while Brandon was dividing cold fries among his kids, a silver sedan pulled up near his tent. A man in a fancy suit approached.<\/p>\n
\u201cMorning, sir. Mr. Grives\u2019s last wish was for me to deliver this to you,\u201d he said, extending an envelope.<\/p>\n
Brandon wiped his hands and took it. There was a letter inside.<\/p>\n
The man produced a stack of printed papers and a pen. \u201cMr. Grives was quite serious. And the moment you sign these papers, it\u2019ll be official.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut I just met the guy yesterday. And now he\u2019s dead and leaving me everything?\u201d Brandon asked as he studied the documents.<\/p>\n
\u201cI understand your concerns, sir, but these papers were drawn by the finest lawyers. All we need to do is fill in your name, and the lawyers will proceed with the rest.\u201d<\/p>\n
This was his chance to provide his kids, so Brandon signed it. Then, the man drove him and the children to their new home.<\/p>\n
As they arrived, Brandon stared up at the massive mansion.<\/p>\n
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Brandon could barely believe it himself. But the moment he pushed the double doors open, he sensed something was wrong. The house was a mess\u2014a table lay on its side in the hallway, and a closet had been toppled over.<\/p>\n
Brandon dumped the luggage, ran after the car, and told the driver to call 911. A few hours later, he stood among slashed sofas and broken furniture, speaking to the cops.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019ve examined the entire house and found no sign of forced entry, sir,\u201d the officer said. \u201cThis, combined with the fact that the security system appears to have been overridden using the correct code, suggests that whoever vandalized this place had a legitimate means of gaining entry.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLike a key? So, the person who did this just walked in here?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019d suggest you change the locks, sir,\u201d the officer nodded.<\/p>\n
As the cops left, Brandon suspected the elderly man\u2019s son.<\/p>\n
The next day, Mr. Grives\u2019s secretary arrived early. She took Brandon shopping and got him cleaned up at a barber before taking him to the company. In the office that once belonged to Mr. Grives, Brandon was about to go through the files on the computer when the doors burst open.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou must be Brandon!\u201d A middle-aged man in a dark suit entered the office. \u201cI\u2019m Christopher, one of Mr. Grives\u2019s former business partners, and I\u2019m here to save you from a whole heap of trouble.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry?\u201d Brandon asked.<\/p>\n
Christopher explained he handled the sales for one of Mr. Grives\u2019s \u2018specific\u2019 businesses. Brandon quickly understood it was something illegal. He refused to continue it, but Christopher was having none of it.<\/p>\n
\u201cListen up, you moron! Grives owed me $2 million for handling the illicit side of his business! You\u2019re now responsible for that,\u201d he snarled. \u201cAnd if you don\u2019t pay up, I\u2019ll go to the police and tell them everything. Furthermore, as the company\u2019s owner, you will be liable for all damages. So, I\u2019ll be expecting my $2 million by Saturday.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, it is. And just in case you think I\u2019m not deadly serious\u2026\u201d Christopher pushed back his suit jacket and placed his hand on the butt of a gun holstered at his side. \u201c\u2026rest assured that if you cross me, Brandon, I\u2019ll make you disappear.\u201d<\/p>\n
Brandon said nothing and agreed to Christopher\u2019s demands. But he wondered if Christopher was scamming him. So Brandon searched for any hints of this illicit side of the business.<\/p>\n
By that evening, after reviewing the data from all the other departments, Brandon was convinced Christopher was lying. But then, he noticed the filing cabinet tucked into a corner of the room. Brandon unlocked it with the keys he\u2019d found earlier on his desk. And the first thing he noticed was an old-fashioned file box tucked into the drawer.<\/p>\n
Inside it was a ledger with entries written in some kind of shorthand, and Brandon realized Christopher wasn\u2019t lying. In despair, he opened a drawer to find some bottles of scotch handy, and found nothing but a photo.<\/p>\n
It showed Mr. Grives standing with\u2026a younger guy. Brandon\u2019s eyes bulged in horror when he realized how similar they looked. The young man was Christopher, Mr. Grives\u2019s son!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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