I’m super intelligent, with a freaky I.Q, but I have a gambling problem. Over the years I have incurred a lot of debt. And even if I’m so smart to pay off any conceivable debt, I find myself stranded most times and at the mercy of loan sharks. But not today.
I’m in my brother’s office on the 20th floor. His secretary walks in.
“Sir, there are people here to see you.”
‘Something’s fishy,’ I think instantly. People here to see him, “people”?