Marcus was in his study room going through some files. He was sweating all over and his fist kept folding and unfolding as he scanned the papers.
His investors had been on his neck for the past few days. He had to find a way as soon as possible to make Walter's company his because time was running out of his hands.
And to make matters worse, Mr Smith hadn't reported anything to him yet. He had to know if Steve was ready to do the job.
His head was filled with thoughts and plans that kept hitting a dead end.
"Shit!" He cursed, pushing the papers away from him.
"Dad!"
He heard a voice calling behind the closed door of the room.
"Come in!" He responded.
The door opened and Nick walked in.
"Dad, how is it going?" He asked, the moment he got closer.
