Payjay Inanimate Insanity Novels & Stories

I can't see the inside of the building but my reflection and that of Jay Jay. I looked around the compound. There is no one out here. Just us. No guards or Caleb. Just us. This is really a perfect opportunity. I looked at the money in my hand. It is a lot. But.....what about Jay Jay? I looked at him. I can't leave him here alone. He is still playing with his toy and putting it in his mouth. I pulled his hand down. He returned the toy to his mouth. I think he is hungry. I let out a sigh, looking at the money again.

"Ma'am, for a purchase of this... magnitude, we would need to verify funds." [Ding!] [Alert: Implicit Financial Doubt detected. Target: Sales Associate. Degree: Moderate.] [Deposit: 10,000 THB credited to your account.] "By all means," Pim said, leaning back. "Take your time." The associate scurried away, her high heels clicking rapidly. Chalida stared at Pim, her mouth slightly agape. "Where did you get that card? And that money? You're playing some kind of sick game."

I slash my left and through the air, cutting him off. “Okay then. That’s all I need to know.” I press down on a small button and a powerful blue flame bursts from the lighter. I hold it up to eye length and nod in satisfaction. Good stuff. “So, how much did all these purses cost?” “Miss Amani, please stop this. The boss will not be happy.” Jay pleads. As if I give a flying fuck. “You didn’t answer the question, Jay.” “Upwards of fifty thousand dollars.” He responds grudgingly.

At last, my fingers flew across the screen, sending a message into the night. Staring at the white walls above me, a sudden flash of clarity swept through my mind. It was as if a weight had lifted. Born into a family like mine, with a father like him, I had always tried to save as many people as I could. What more could I expect in return? Maybe I was simply born to pay back the Chandlers.

Plan B II “Shit, Shit...Shit.” Lupa exclaimed. Her hands on her head. “What have I done? Claud is going to remember everything that happened between us and is going to get really mad at me for taking advantage of his state. Why couldn’t I just resist him?”

Lia whispers to Kelly in a worried tone” “maybe, go and get the door first” “ok” Lia opens the door and sees two men clad in black suits . “Hello, I am Ryan Hayes and I’m here to finally collect the debt your dad owes me” one of the men said. Lia whose hand was still stuck on the door knob, stood in awe at how handsome and clean cut the man looked.“ Won’t you let me in, or do I have to stand here all day?” “O- oh I'm sorry, do come in” Lia stuttered feeling embarrassed as she released the door knob“

Jamie paused and asked her, “Have you been drinking?” Paityn gently closed her eyes and replied, “Yes.” Was it disappointment? Was it sadness? Paityn didn’t allow herself to be sad for too long. She still had too much to do. If the company was violently acquired by EverReach Co., all her efforts over the years would go up in smoke. Aside from having a little money, she would have to start all over again. She truly wasn’t willing to accept that. Paityn hung up the phone without waiting for Jamie to say anything more. Then, she walked back into the private room.

Finn gave Jay a curious look, then he spoke. "Jay, what's wrong? Why is your face so panicky?" Jay had been thinking about this for a long time, his face pale with fear. When Finn spoke, Jay was startled, he gave Finn a bewildered look, then he spoke. "Finn, I don't feel safe, it looks like there's going to be a huge conflagration. I'm so nervous, I'm afraid this will happen soon." Jay had never felt so insecure as he did now, he shivered with fear. Finn has no idea what Jay is worried about. He thinks Jay is talking nonsense. Finn gave Jay a serious look, he said.

note that this is illegal. With a deep breath, Athena clicked on the files Jay had sent her, and a series of mugshots filled her screen. Five faces stared back at her, each with a haunting story to tell. The first inmate, Karam Abigal, sent a shiver down Athena's spine. The sheer brutality of his crimes, the annihilation of an entire family, shook her to her core. It was chilling to read that he suffered from depression and schizophrenia, mental illnesses that seemed to contribute to the unimaginable acts he had committed. His impending death in five months added another layer of gravity to the situation.

I stared at him. This man really had the nerve to sound innocent. “Why are you here then?” I asked. “You clearly don’t need my money.” He grinned. “Your offer sounded ridiculous.” I frowned. “But also perfect.” “You want someone to convince your crazy ex-boyfriend you’ve moved on.” “Don’t call him that!” I snapped immediately. Jay raised both hands. “Relax.” He was still smiling. “And I want someone,” he continued, “to get my grandmother off my back.”