Andy Burke is only 18-years old and already head of his own company—if you can call a fancy drink stand at school a company. He has just one semester to see business boom, or he won’t touch a cent of his father’s millions.
Unfortunately for Andy, most everyone else wants to see him fail—everyone except a certain anonymous ‘angel’ who always seems to know just the right piece of advice to keep Andy’s dreams alive. Even with help—Andy doesn’t know if he had can win against an opponent who doesn’t play by the rules. Slander, theft and vandalism are all on the table for the other side, while Andy has to play fair, or risk losing everything.
As he struggles on, however, Andy realizes that perhaps his father’s challenge might by directing him to a different kind of inheritance altogether, one that is worth much more than any number of millions.
Andy Burke is only 18-years old and already head of his own company—if you can call a fancy drink stand at school a company. He has just one semester to see business boom, or he won’t touch a cent of his father’s millions.
Unfortunately for Andy, most everyone else wants to see him fail—everyone except a certain anonymous ‘angel’ who always seems to know just the right piece of advice to keep Andy’s dreams alive. Even with help—Andy doesn’t know if he had can win against an opponent who doesn’t play by the rules. Slander, theft and vandalism are all on the table for the other side, while Andy has to play fair, or risk losing everything.
As he struggles on, however, Andy realizes that perhaps his father’s challenge might by directing him to a different kind of inheritance altogether, one that is worth much more than any number of millions.
Andrew Burke sweated as he stared at the heavy oak door, contemplating every wrong choice he had. He had pulled some impressive capers in his day, notably the great Monopoly Money heist of ’09. His father’s entire stash
of cash in his office safe had been swapped out for multi- colored bills, and his real property deeds for Boardwalk, Park Place and Pennsylvania Avenue, with a few houses and hotels thrown in for good measure.
Andy’s father, Mr. Simon T. Burke, had eventually mitigated his grounded-for-life status to a couple months, but the triumph of his ingenuity and imagination would stand forever.
The last time he had stood before this door, he had made an appointment to beg to be allowed to get his driver’s license before earning his final two merit badges for his Eagle Scout award. That meeting had not gone well and even now he could hear his father’s voice in his mind, managing to sound both kind and condescending at the same time.
“You can’t just be given things, son. There’s nothing sweeter than earning something you really want.”
Before his imagination could take him too far, the door swung open, revealing his father, grinning like he had good news. “Come in, Andy,” he said, smoothing out the wrinkles in his dark suit. “Have a seat.”
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Translated by Hernando Gomez
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