The City: 006: The Buyer

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Augustus watched the other man over their glasses.  He was still smiling that damned Guy Fawkes grin.  He’d never seen it falter, no matter how hard he negotiated.  And he was just as good.  A world champion poker player.  And now the game was over.  “So now that you’ve got my stake, what will you do with it?”
He set down his glass.  “My backers think like you do.  The City is an efficient way of concentrating capital.  But I see it as so much more than that.  There is so much potential here.  I’m going to do wonderful things.”

The City: 002: Augustus

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Augustus watched the sunrise from the floor-to-ceiling window of the 97th floor boardroom.  They had worked through the night, but the contract was finished.  Everyone but he and the client had gone home.  He was the fifth-richest men in the world, and this sale would multiply his fortune.  But could he really give up his control of Midas Corp?  Could he leave The City behind?  A rainbow parachute descended past him.  A punky girl in black leather dangled from it.  She met his eye and gave him the finger.  He crossed back to the table and signed.