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Chapter 8 by PapaBear PapaBear

Fun fun fun

Mic dropped

There were times in his military career that Neal had seen large explosions caused by smaller explosions. Due to his training in several fields, he'd even been responsible for setting demolition charges that took down bridges, even large buildings. But when Ronald read the will left by his father, all hell broke loose.

"I, Alexander Wolfgang Fain, being of sound mind do hereby leave my last testament as follows, to my loving wife, I leave the home and property in Denver, along with a sum no greater than thirty million dollars. To my children Ann, Nick, and Charity,I leave a sum of twelve million dollars apiece. To my son Neal, I leave the remainder of my estate, including all finances,business holdings and properties."

And there it was for all the world to see. The remainder of the extended family started to yell, curse, and some even cried. And Neal stood there and watched,........ stonefaced, immovable. You could see some wanted to turn toward him to argue, but upon looking on his face, that decision died like a candle in the hurricane. He was rather stoic standing there with his family not far behind him like a guardian. For years he had learned how to show no outward emotions or reactions by simply intently studying other people in a sort of casual gaze that Amber called his "cobra" look, the same look he had now.

Ronald walked out after handing the Will and lockbox to Neal who in turn placed it in a briefcase carried by Amber. He waited for what seemed like an eternity, but was only a matter of minutes before clearing his throat loudly. The room fell silent and everyone turned their gazes upon him. He actually smiled warmly which caused some of them to look perplexed before he said, " I would like for everyone to know that at this time, our family would like to have privacy. We will be in touch through media to inform the rest of the world as to what directions we will be going from this point forward and hope everyone understands. Please,by all means,finish your drinks before leaving and thank you for being here to lend your support during this time."

He then abruptly turned toward his family and said, "I will see you all in an hour in the library. Only you, no one else." He then motioned at Amber and started to leave before a rather large man grabbed him by the arm and blurted " Wait a damn minute son." He spun almost like a snap and stepped up to the man's face,realizing it was his step uncle. The man's reaction was quick as he put his hands up defensively. "Whoa,whos,whoa Neal, I just have a question. "

"Call the house later.....",Neal growled.Two other men joined the older man and Neal realized it was his other uncles. He turned and spoke to Amber, "Get me the estates security " before turning back to the men.

"Neal, we just want to speak to you about matters of business that we had with your father before you passed away."

" And like I said, call the house later this week. We have things we have to attend to. Do I make myself clear on this matter?"

The men quickly nodded." Of course, son, of course, we didn't mean to upset you." He grunted and left following Amber. He led her through the house to the kitchen. After thanking the staff for their service and loyalty, he asked for a few moments of privacy. When everyone but he and Amber remained, he led her into the wine cellar, all the while nodding at her questions. Out of his pocket, he took a remote, and upon making sure it was just him and Amber in the cellar, he pushed the button. The heavy iron door leading back into the kitchen locked and then the floor began to open, revealing a set of stairs going down. Lights illuminated the stairs in a deep green as they ventured down what felt like 50 feet before a long tunnel stretched beyond. Upon reaching the bottom landing, the floor above closed shut and the green lights were replaced by soft white illumination.

"Damn Boss....this is some weird shit," Amber said as she stepped closer to Neal."Your dad had this built?"

"Yeah,about a year ago and under strict secrecy," he spoke as he proceeded down the tunnel. He saw everything as he walked along including the hidden cameras in the ceiling and walls.After 15 minutes they came upon a heavy iron door with biometric lock. He placed his right hand on the sensor pad then grunted when it flashed green and unlocked. "From this point forward, I need you to study everything from a legal angle and prepare for anything that seems suspicious or questionable, got it?"

"Yes,sir. I'm on it"

The door opened and he was stunned....."Damn,Pops."

What's next?

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