This is a work of fiction that I’ve been tossing around in my head since it was first suggested by someone I follow on Twitter. I’m not sure where it will go, I do hope to finish it, but only time spent on creating it will see where it takes us. I hope you enjoy and I look forward to your comments and thoughts. I should also mention that this is unedited and is nearly stream of conscious, so pardon the mistakes!
“Come on in Tara,” Ethan said looking up from his three computer screens.
“Sir,” Tara said.
“What can I do for you this morning?”
“We have a problem. A big problem.”
“Oh. What would that be?”
“That money we were supposed to transfer to Spain last night?”
“Yes. Trillion dollars and something,” Ethan said waving his hands as if a trillion dollars didn’t matter.
“Well it’s gone missing.”
Ethan coughed for a few seconds while he caught his breath.
“How the hell can we loose a trillion dollars? It was going to a country. Not some poor schmuck that’s out of work and on the street. Please explain that to me.”
Tara shrugged her shoulders and looked at single sweat bead that was on Ethan’s forhead.
Ethan took a deep breath. “Do you have some good news?”
Tara shook her head.
“It actually doesn’t get any better,” Tara said. “We can’t find the money. It’s like it’s disappeared. Gone history.”
“Oh my god,” Ethan yelled out loud.
A few heads popped up from the cubicles behind Tara and looked at Ethan.
“Find me my fucking money,” Ethan yelled out to everyone.
Madrid Spain, 12 hours earlier
“So I just click this button here and the money is transferred into my business account?”
“Yes,” James said as politely as he could after the 10th time.
“That’s incredible,” Johan said.
“That’s what technology does now. It should save you a bit of money and help your customers out.”
“Thank you so much. My customers will really appreciate this.”
It was a far cry from what James had been doing a year earlier, but helping people set their business up in the 21st century was as good as it got for the time being. The investment banking field, at least in Spain, was still demolished and when bills had to be paid James wasn’t to prideful to do what needed to be done.
“Thank you Johan. Call me if you need anything else,” James said as he pocketed the cash and put his computer over his shoulder.
It was a beautiful sunny day and the traffic was relatively light for this time of the day so James made his way down the street to an ATM that he knew accepted cash deposits.
“Come on you stupid card,” James said after he swiped his problematic ATM card.
It took a few seconds for the ATM to read it, but the first time was a charm and he had his options.
Due to a couple of issues with deposits he’d made before he made it a habit to check the balance before putting any money in. And after the money was deposited he checked again to make sure it was all counted.
“Ummmmm,” James said after seeing the balance of his account.