Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-36855838-20190409130902

A normal day in the park, on break from your job, about to eat a storebought sandwich, when suddenly, a dart pierced your neck.

You wake to a garage, and the sound of a lighter.

You're tied up in the trunk of a car, and a danuki is standing over you.

She looks you over, then speaks to somebody just out of view.



"Yeah, I get that he's healthy, but you can't just take people from public parks like that, he's not even in our debt!"

The smoking man responds, his voice even, and practiced,  smooth like butter.

"Exactly, times are changing Elvira, the feds come down hard on our types now, and they have the skill to trace our debtors even after they're sold. If we want to recoup our losses, we have to sell unrelateds."

You hear him walk towards the front of the car, she huffs, adjusting her pearls, and spares you another glance. Noticing your discomfort, she pulls a pillow from behind you and puts it under your head.

"Alright, here's 'is medical records, filched 'em from his house, I don't care who you sell him to, I want 20."

She looks irritated.

"Twenty what, Thomas?"

A cloud of smoke wafts over her.

Another prick, to your thigh, this time.

As you flow out of consciousness once more, you barely catch his response.

"Twenty percent, Madam."

WWYD

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Another stock photo WWYD.

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Edit:

In hindsight, I should have made this more clear.

The reason Elvira looks irritated is because in business transactions where large amounts of money are handled, people will say small numbers instead of large ones.

Elvira assumes Tom is asking for a particularly high sum, such as 20 thousand dollars, when he is actually just asking for 20% of the profit, which is likely to be much more reasonable.  