Half an hour later, I met him in the parking lot. He checked the car, verified the papers, made the transfer and handed me the payment.
The whole process was quick and clean, almost shockingly so. When my phone buzzed with the bank notification showing $300,000 had been deposited into my account, the car that Liam had driven for years was no longer mine.
“Thanks, Bill.”
I quickly put my phone away, my face showing no emotion. I didn’t return to the hotel.
Instead, I walked straight to a nearby travel agency.
Brightly colored promotional posters adorned the glass door, [National Day Exclusive, Customized Island Getaways, Ultimate Experience, Ready to Go!]
Without hesitation, I pushed the door open and pointed directly at the poster. “Two people. Comfortable itinerary, good service. Departing today, leaving right now.”
The receptionist paused for a moment, then enthusiastically began to explain. I interrupted, "Could you please speed up the process? The price is not a problem.”
Swipe card. Sign papers. Done.
Three hundred thousand dollars was half gone in a flash, exchanged for two tickets to the azure island and a stack of exquisite high-end hotel vouchers.