Pleased at the fortune knocking on his door, Steve Hanks merrily met people and enjoyed the party.
He snickered when he noticed Anya leaving in less than half an hour. "Attention wh*re." He cursed her in a low voice for appearing like a busy celebrity. Shrugging his shoulder, he focused on the people he was talking with.
After some time, his mobile ran displaying the security guard of his farmhouse. He was immediately alarmed as Anya had told him to shift money.
Hurriedly excusing himself, he answered the call with a jittery heart, [Mr. Hanks, suddenly a room caught fire. The fire engine is on the way.]
Steve Hanks's eyes widened in panic. He stammered thinking of the worst, "W-which r-room?"
[The guest room on the first floor.]
Without bidding anybody, Steve Hanks made a run out of the hall as if he could reach and save his money.
… After forty minutes …
