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Chapter 6 Section VI

burnt ocher 戴维·默莱尔 1281Words 2018-03-18
Malone came to the bank and pushed open the door of Robert Rivera's office. The frosted glass on the door nearly shattered due to such force. Rivera, a thin man with a small mustache on his upper lip, was startled by Malone's knock on the door.An elderly customer sitting across from Rivera gasped in fright, and let out a strange cry from his throat as if he was stuck in a peach pit. The secretary working near the door came over and explained to Rivera: "Mr. Rivera, I wanted to stop him but I didn't." Malone stared at Rivera and said, "I have something urgent to talk to you about."

The female secretary turned around and walked towards her desk, ready to make a phone call: "I'm calling the police." Rivera stopped her, then said to the jittery elderly customer, "Mr. Valdez, I'm sorry, but could you go outside and wait for me to deal with this?" The customer walked out, closing the door behind him. Malone strode up to Rivera and said, "You bastard, why are you bulldozing my house?" "You must have misunderstood." Malone was so angry that the veins in his arms burst: "Those bulldozers said you asked them to do it."

"You know it all," Rivera said. "what?" "Yes, I let them do it." Malone tried his best to control his emotions, so he didn't pull Rivera from the chair: "So you really asked them to do it?" "That's right, I gave it up. When I said you misunderstood, you should know that the land no longer belongs to you." "Hell, I paid for that." "Yes, you did sign a deed with our bank, but there are a lot of people complaining that we let you build a house there. They think your house destroys the natural landscape." "what?"

"There are rumors that someone is using it as a base to smuggle drugs from outside. We can't ignore it. I have already reported to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. According to the law, your contract has been annulled. I have bought this land and your house." "Damn! You have no reason to do that." "But it's a done deal. It looks like you haven't received the letter we sent you, which is the bank's notice to terminate your contract." "But I paid for that piece of land!" "With the letter, we also attached a check to return your investment in buying land and building a house. Although I am not obligated to compensate you for the current appreciation of the property, I still wrote this extra compensation for you in that check , and in considerable numbers.”

"Compensation? It's because you feel guilty for destroying my house." At this point Malone suddenly remembered what the bulldozer said, and then asked, "Are you going to demolish my house and build a hotel?" "What did you say?" "You sold my property to a real estate developer to build a hotel." "Someone offers a high price, why don't I sell it?" "The price must be expensive." Malone could no longer restrain his inner anger, grabbed his front and said, "But I will let you lie in a wheelchair for the rest of your life, and it will be inconvenient for you to spend as much as you have."

Rivera shouted hoarsely to the secretary in the next office: "Call the police!" Malone lifted him from the chair. Rivera warned Malone: ​​"Don't mess around, you have to think about the consequences. According to Mexican law, you will be deprived of all rights if you go to jail. You will be detained for a long time before there is a trial for your crime of violence." Malone clenched his fists and said, "It's worth going to jail for beating a bastard like you." "Tell you, Mexican judges are ruthless in court against foreigners who harm their citizens with status."

Then the secretary came in and said, "The police are on their way." Rivera suddenly became courageous: "Thank you, now it depends on whether Mr. Malone is willing to let them come." Malone really wanted to spit at Rivera, and he was a little afraid of getting his hands dirty by beating him: "You are such a shitty person, you must have made a lot of money by selling my real estate." "If you buy, you sell. If you want to blame you, blame the person who wants to buy your property. That person knows you, and he asked me to say hello to you by the way."

"Excuse me? I don't... what's his name?" "Alexander Potter." "Potter?" "Yes, he also said his boss asked you hello too."
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