"AMANDA?" Mitch scratched his chin with a frown and then shook his head as he whispered thoughtfully, "No, it can't be that young man…. He cannot be that powerful enough to get me what I want!
All he was and would ever amount to, was a waiter… exactly what am I even thinking? And that useless child, Amanda, … well she is not the only 'Amanda' that exists in Beo City! and it's a tattoo on a man anyway …" his thoughts were interrupted with the ringing of his phone. Mitch eagerly answered it as he knew what it would be about.
Even though the call from the bank had come in earlier than he had expected. The same banks that had repeatedly rejected him. He smiled arrogantly. The shadow was indeed the Shadow to make this happen!
He had no idea that his initial guess had been right! His mind just refused to believe that possibility at all. That is why people believe that we are constrained by the limits we impose in our minds!
