NOTE: This stuff may not have happened yet.  If Simon really invested ALL Cass’s money in the club, rather than just “all he could allocate to a personal project” then he hasn’t done this yet.

Running a financial empire was a lot of work.  Doing it all yourself was even more work.  Simon wasn’t ”totally” on his own.  He’d been glad to hire Rover to ride herd on the contractors working on the club.  But that meant he spent a good bit of time smoothing over hurt feelings with the contractors.  Rover’s work was worth the effort, though, and Simon was really good at smoothing over hurt feelings. Continue reading The Future’s So Bright: Numbers Game →

The real-estate agent’s name was Tandy Pruitt.  She drove a candy apple red BMW, and looked really snappy in her gold blazer, with her dark hair worn in a pile at the back, held in place by a shiny gold clip.  She wore a pencil skirt just a little on the short side that covered a magnificent ass in a way that let Simon know that she was well aware how stupid some guys could get around a pretty girl.  But her professional mix of flirting and patter broke every once in a while, particularly when he smiled at her. Continue reading The Future’s So Bright: Real Estate →

The process, after things were in motion, went remarkably quickly.  The Wyrd was really working overtime since Less’s contacts were able to find the birth certificate of a “Simon Daniel Beal” who would be about Simon’s age, but who had died minutes after birth in a town in Iowa that had subsequently been destroyed in a freak windstorm some years ago.  So that information would be pretty hard to uncover unless you were looking, and the Wardens of the Bleak Seal promised to make it more difficult still. Continue reading The Future’s So Bright: Introduction →