The Takeout Takedown
"Folks, to pay off this unjust 200,000 debt, I have no choice but to sell some goods. These are local specialties from my hometown…"
In less than half a day, he had sold thousands of orders.
Watching him count money with that smug, greedy expression, I let out a cold laugh.
'Mike, you probably don't realize—some money is easy to earn, but impossible to keep.'
I picked up my phone and dialed Jake.
"Jake, compile all the surveillance footage from that private room—high definition, unedited.
"And gather everything: the messages where he insisted on splitting the bill down to the decimal, and the screenshots of him smearing me on his feed.
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