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Chapter 1Chapter 1 by Maskerades
The Chief Financial Officer grimaced at the papers in his hands.
"This is horrid," he said. His voice was soft and muffled, like someone was talking into a pillow. "I don't want to see these..."
He turned his gaze from the papers, handing them to the Robber Baron who stood by his desk. The Robber Baron carefully took the papers from the CFO's hands, taking another good look.
The paper on top was the Investigator's report, filled with all kinds of useless information. Lying atop that were photographs from the scene. In them were two Money Bags, their eyes gauged out and sockets scraped with huge holes and tear marks on each of their bodies. Pools of oil surrounded the bodies and were splattered across their suits and faces. One's arm had been torn clean off, wires and half the metal skeleton still attached. The other was probably worse; his jaw and neck torn from his head revealing a metal skull.
It didn't take long for the Robber Baron to turn his gaze as well. "Sir..."
The CFO backed
ProloguePrologue by Maskerades
The Loan Shark carefully scanned the large white room. He was alone. All was silent. He pulled at his black, long-sleeved turtle-neck with his black gloved hands, pulling it up higher until it was directly under his mouth. A satisfactory growl emitted from his throat as he moved into a crouching position.
"This'oll be a goooood hull tonight," he whispered to himself in a heavy Texan accent. "I'mmo sure be thee richest Cog this here whole world ever seen..."
He gripped the edges of the shelf he was perched on and flexibly lowered his body over it until his head was directly facing the second shelf from the top. The first shelf was empty, but the shelves bellow contained thousands upon thousands of stacks of CogBucks. He stared lustfully at them and smirked.
"After this here shelf is empty..." He sighed as he flexed his left hand. He procceeded to grab stacks at at time, then lifted them swiftly to his post at the top of the shelf. "I'mma head right on down to them Bullion Mints..
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