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can give you a piece of advice though, you should try to relax every so often and maybe even have yourself a bit of fun. Otherwise, the job just becomes a routine. And all work and no play makes Jack, and you, a dull boy.”
    “We’re here on a specific mission! There’s no fun in what we do!”
    “Not for you maybe. But in this game, I’m not a player. I’m only a simple active observer who intervenes on commission to make a pawn face a choice.”
    “I know what your game is. But unlike you, I don’t consider people pawns, only beings with deep feelings.”
    “And geared to self-destruction! Clinging for all they’re worth to the god money rather than any other form of superior being.” 
    “They’re not all like that. I’ll prove it to you this time as well.”
    “Good luck with that. But the competition is tougher and more ruthless than ever. Things haven’t been going too well for you lately.”
    “It’ll be different this time. You know what to do. I’ll see you back at the rendezvous.”
    “I’ll be there.”
    Without another word, Dustin got up and headed for the exit.
    “Hey, Dustin! Don’t you want to have a little fun, like the good old days? There are some fantastic rooms here,” said the voice he had just walked away from.
    “You don’t have any effect on me, Daisy, not any more.”
    The woman smiled. She liked provoking him more than the job she had been assigned.
     

Chapter 6
     
    Norman entered the bank with a bewildered expression on his face. He looked like a child who had lost his mother. He saw that the nearest counter was free and went over to speak to the teller.
    “Good morning, I’m...”
    “Yes, sir, they’re expecting you. Please follow me.”
    She pointed to where he could go through the security barrier. It took Norman a minute to recover; he was caught completely off guard by the fact that someone was expecting him. He had often been in that bank, but his finances had never warranted anyone waiting for him to arrive. The woman took him upstairs. The grandeur of the place made him uneasy. They stopped on the landing in front of the widest door he had ever seen.
    “Wait here, please.”
    The woman went in and quickly closed the door. She came out again a few seconds later, leaving it ajar.
    “The manager will see you now.”
    Norman stepped inside. His disbelief was greater than the curiosity that had spurred him to go there. He found himself in the most beautiful and elegant room he had ever seen. The marble floor mirrored the ceiling frescoes, which were so well painted that the figures seemed real.
    “Good morning. I’m George Diesel, manager of the National Bank. Please, have a seat.”
    Norman did as he was told. He shook the man’s hand and sat on the sofa in the middle, next to the armchair the manager chose. His chubby face and firm handshake purposely gave the impression of a decent man who could also be ruthless and determined with those who attempted to trifle with him. In any case, he wouldn’t be the manager of one of the most important banks in the world if he didn’t have both of those traits.
    “I received a telephone call earlier, telling me a wire had been credited to me. Can you tell me who sent it?”
    “Yes, of course. I always keep the names of our most important customers on my desk. One moment, please.”
    He went to his desk and picked up a sheet of paper with the relevant information written on it.
    “Ah yes. Here it is. The wire was sent via our office in Hong Kong by Cartoon Network of Chicago.”
    “Cartoon Network? How much for?”
    “Fifty million dollars.”
    Norman hesitated for a second. He had obviously misunderstood.
    “Could you repeat that, please?”
    “Fifty million. Is that incorrect, perhaps?”
    Norman blanched as if he were about to have an asthma attack. His mind was emptied of coherent thought by the roaring in his head made by the echo of the words his ears had just heard.
    “Fifty... million