The butler and Jake settled into the seats as the man smiled at the both of them.
"What can I do for you two?"
"Do you know who I am?" Jake leaned forward. He was going to use whatever means necessary to get what he wanted from the man. Even if it meant him using violence. What he wanted was more important as he wanted Alastor out of his life for good.
"Yes I do," the manager smiled. "You're the owner of the company."
"That is very good. I'm glad we're coming to an understanding of who I am. Now can you pull up the real shares I have in this company?"
"Sure," the man said, clanking away at his keyboard until the results showed up on his screen. "It says here you have twenty percent at the company."
Jake scoffed. "Who has twenty percent at his own company? That's not my share. What is the real number?"
"Sir, I'm looking at it. It says here that you have twenty percent while a Mr Alastor has eighty percent."
