Mina curled in bed next to the briefcase that held so much potential. In it was 520K, not at all standard interest, but she could ignore the neglected $33,234.72, telling herself that the missing amount covered the cost of the room she was in.
The thought made Mina's mind start running again. She forced herself out of the bed, hiding her money under it before she wheeled herself toward President Lee's study. She had over worked her leg when she started jumping up and down at the thought of being able to run away as soon as her injury healed. Of course, neither man knew the source of her excitement, they probably assumed she was happy about the money, more specifically; cash.
Mina knocked at President Lee's study door. It was cracked open, but she had not gotten to a point where she felt comfortable walking in freely unless the door was fully open. Once invited inside, she used her good leg to push herself into the office.
"What happened? Why are you in the chair?"
