"Not you," Maxwell said, cold as ice. He turned to the younger salesman. "I was asking him. Phil, is my car ready?"Vin froze, his smile dying on his face. Phil stood up straighter, a grin breaking out."It sure is, Mr. Sterling. Follow me."Maxwell followed Phil to the back of the showroom, leaving Vin to stew in his regret.And there it was.A McLaren 720S. Matte black. It was low, wide, and aggressive. It looked like the Batmobile's meaner cousin. Maxwell stopped in front of it. It was beautiful."Fully fueled, detailed, and ready to go," Phil said. He held out the key fob, his hands shaking just a little. "We... uh, we saw the payment clear last night. Instant transfer. Very impressive."Maxwell took the key. It felt heavy in his palm. He pulled out the black card again and handed it to Phil."Charge a ten percent tip," Maxwell said calmly.Phil froze. He blinked, trying to do the math in his head. Ten percent of two hundred thousand. "Sir... that’s twenty thousand dollars. Are yo
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