Page 29 of Mysterious Teacher : Arrival
It pleases us to confirm the order that was discussed at our last meeting. The conditions that you stipulated regarding payment suit us perfectly. 1/3 up front, 1/3 on delivery and 1/3 30 days thereafter.
However, while we had discussed the purchase of 20,000 units at a cost of $685.00 per unit, we wish to revise this and request the purchase of 35,000 units at a dimished cost per unit of $625.00.
In addition, when looking at the older model that you mentioned, we concluded that a purchase of 325,000 units at a cost of $27.00 a piece would suit our needs just fine.
Please confirm your ability to fill this order as we hope to receive partial shipment within the month, with the rest of the shipment the month following that.
Cordially yours,
Purchasing Director
Tim Conway
Smiling, Igor made a quick mental calculation.
“So, Mr.Ang,” he said with derision. “You’re the father of this little April Ang...a wealthy and powerful father. How interesting. How very interesting and perhaps even useful.”
As he shoved the letter in his pocket, another terrified scream came from upstairs. He shuddered, then quickly shook off the fear.
He’d fought in the war. He knew pain. He knew death. He knew horrors.
What could two feeble little women do to them?
Nothing he hadn’t seen before. Nothing he hadn’t survived.
Walking to the fireplace in the corner, he picked up the heavy metal poker and turned to head out and up the stairs to settle this thing once and for all.
Chapter 9
Taking cautious steps, Igor gripped the banister with his sweaty palms as he made his way up the stairs. More pain-filled cries came from farther down the hall. It sounded like Boris, but then again, it didn’t. He cried and blubbered and cried some more, begging for mercy like the sissy he was.
An unfamiliar chill ran up Igor’s spine as he reached the top of the stairs. He took a few tentative steps. A curio stood in the corner, while a delicate table coupled with an antique chair was set along the banister.
A glimmer, a shiny reflection of something from under the decorative table caught his eye. Someone was hiding underneath there.
Finally realizing what it was, he rushed forward and caught April’s arm before she could swing the hammer in her hand. “What do you think you’re doing?”he spate.
