“Funerals usually don’t take long,” Dave said calmly. “But Grandpa isn’t well enough to get out of bed. Wait for my notice.”

With that, Dave turned and walked away.

Brady didn’t try to stop him. His eyes burned with frustration. The twenty billion he had made recently wasn’t nearly enough. As Dave disappeared from view, Brady pulled out his phone to secure another loan.

Hidden nearby, Dave quietly watched him. He could see the worry on Brady’s face. He knew Brady wasn’t done ...