I pulled into my drive way and switched the engine off. I sighed and tried to clear my thoughts before I entered my house but then I picked up her scent. Vanilla. She always smelled of vanilla. And now my goddamn car was smelling of vanilla
“Of course it is. You’ll just have to pay back your investors to get the upper hand.”
I paused “Mr Stroma, I’m willing to buy this company and pay your investors back, just name your price”.
My gaze shifted from the closed door to the envelope on my desk. I finally sat down after a couple of minutes. I picked the envelope and tore it open. I had to satisfy my curiosity, but I was also scared of what I might find inside. I pulled out a piece of neatly folded paper and placed the envelope on the desk. I slowly unfolded the paper.
Also give you guys something entertaining to look forward to as well as add spice to things, I had a discussion with my sister which resulted in my decision to bring her in as a (fiction) guest writer for some time.