“That’s the trick to making real money right there,” said Calvingham. “Find something that nobody else makes but people need. Buy it up, then raise the price.”

“I see.” Hobb tightened his hands on the wheel. “Like what?”

“Just the other day, I closed a sick deal,” laughed Calvingham. “Literally. There’s a…I dunno, a sulfide pill or something. Anyway, they use it for infections that you only get if you have real bad cancer or AIDS.”

“You mean when you have a suppressed immune system?” Hobb said.

Calvingham pointed his fingers like guns at his driver and clicked his tongue. “That’s it right there. This little mom and pop medical supplier was the only place that made it. Now BRO Enterprises, my peeps, are the only ones that make it. At 3000% price and 3000% profit, of course.”

“Of course,” said Hobb. “We’re here, sir.”

“Tasty,” said Calvingham. “Very tasty. How much?”

“1.7 million, if you don’t mind.”

“What?”

“Oh, I forgot to tell you: I own the only limo service in town. And the waiver allows me to adjust the price without notice based on my discretion.”

Inspired by the song ‘Greed’ by Hiroki Kikuta, released under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International license.

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