Two days later, on a Sunday evening, I sat in my office at home.
Charlotte was watching some show in the living room.
We were under strict security. The Secret Service had assigned agents to not only protect Charlotte and me but also her family.
There was a single thought driving me now. 'I hadn't gone back in time just to be controlled all over again.'
I scrolled through my brokerage account, my eyes skimming over the numbers.
[Charles Schwab]
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[Total Balance: $524,826,335.06]
[Available Balance: $0.00]
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[Market Value of Holdings: $735,995,144.15]
[Borrowed Margin: $211,168,809.09]
[Buying Power: $0.00]
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Portfolio:
[Single-Stock Futures ($AXON)] [$28.89] {[ 5,491,704 shares ]}
[Single-Stock Futures ($ANIK)] [$11.31] {[ 11,300,645 shares ]}
[Single-Stock Futures ($APA)] [$74.32] {[ 3,389,172 shares ]}
