This didn’t mean he’d saved money or managed his bi-weekly cheques well, but it did mean he was well aware of exactly how he’d wasted it all. He tallied up the money Thorrin had given him since they’d met, and a smile filled his face. This was the type of money that bought more than things; this was the type of money that made problems go away. The phone buzzed, and he answered it, hoping to hear Amy’s voice. Grayson greeted him instead. “Are you still feeling confident?” “I feel like making money.” “Then you’ll be happy to hear Thorrin set up a challenge for six this evening. I’ll text you the address this afternoon.” “I’ll be there.” He hung up wondering what awaited him. Maybe he would have to predict someone’s tax return, or whether or not a specific business turned a profit that day, or maybe he would have to state how many people in a room owed on their taxes. Whatever the case, with Thorrin pulling the strings, he felt confident more money was coming.
