Super Mega [3] by Nolan Fury

Super Mega [3] by Nolan Fury

Author:Nolan Fury [Fury, Nolan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-09-16T22:00:00+00:00


21

Curtis’s dad lived 35 minutes away from campus. They had a palatial estate with a wrought-iron gate out front and the security call box. The pebble drive led up to the main house and circled around the fountain in front of the stately manner. His dad was loaded. He never talked much about his work. Most of it was classified. He owned a high-tech firm that often fulfilled government contracts for the defense industry.

Fountains with statues of angels spit water into the air, and the soothing ripple of the water filled my ears. The hedges were perfectly manicured, and stone gargoyles guarded the property from above. Curtis’s dad’s Bentley was in the driveway, polished to perfection.

Curtis answered the door with a worried look on his face. “Thanks for coming. He’s totally freaking out.”

We stepped through the large mahogany double doors and entered the entrance foyer. A grand staircase spiraled up to the second floor. The floor was covered in Italian marble. We moved into the parlor which was adorned with antique cherry furniture and hardwood floors. Rows of leather-bound books were stacked on the shelves. There were several chairs, a coffee table, a desk, a grandfather clock whose pendulum swung with wide arcs. There was a stuffed owl on the wall. His eyes seem to follow me wherever I went in the room. There was a minibar stocked with an array of fine liquors. A temperature and humidity controlled humidor housed a selection of exotic cigars. Curtis’s dad used this room to entertain guests frequently.

He marched into the parlor with a sullen face. I could tell he was unhappy. He looked stressed. I had been around the man enough growing up to know his moods. There were times that he had been super cool, and other times where his temper was short. I don’t think I was ever one of his favorite people. Anytime we got in trouble, Curtis tended to blame it on me, and his folks looked at me like I was a bad influence. It’s not that we did anything major, just the normal stuff boys do. And his parents seemed particularly uptight. Since the divorce, he had grown even more so.

His dad was a tall man with a narrow face. He wore a white cotton broadcloth shirt, a gray suit jacket and slacks, but no tie. He had started his career as a tech genius, whose attire was nothing more than sneakers, jeans, and a hoodie. But as the company grew, and his role as CEO expanded, he often found himself wearing a suit and tie, dealing with board members and shareholders. The company had gone public nearly a decade ago with one of the largest IPOs on record. It had made Curtis’s dad a billionaire.

He believed that Curtis should learn the value of money, so his dad gave him the bare minimum to survive. Curtis scraped along on his allowance like the rest of us. That covered tuition, books, and the dorm’s meal plan. Curtis wrote romance books under a pen name for extra cash.



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