Maroon Woolen Vest

Chapter 2: GREED IS GOOD???

A mysterious tall handsome guy just took an elegant maroon woolen vest home. It's time to make this guy less mysterious.

So Backstory time....

Meet Trent Sullivan, a 28 years old guy, living fairly lavish life. He had his own two bed-room apartment in an expensive locality. He was tall and handsome (you already know that) and worked out four times a week, so you can say a mild gym freak. He was dating a gorgeous girl, who worked as a freelance fashion model for some cliche magazines.  And his source of income was "Shares and Stocks". I guess it is not that surprising (these guys really have a type, don't they).

Trent reached home with a brand new, you know what. After gulping down some after-run shake. He took a shower, got dressed up, and of course, he wore our "beloved" vest. He was getting ready to meet his pals for some cliché "Guy Stuff". He still had some time left, before that circus, so to make most of this time, he started communicating with his money-maker (his COMPUTER of course). He was browsing through his portfolio, when something refreshing, caught his eyes.

Some remaining backstory...

Normally, Trent was a careful guy. His stock portfolio was very 'diverse' (Google it! If you don't know what this means). But, one day, while on his tennis practice (Man!!! these guys really have type), he heard something about this product launch of a renowned Tech-Company, and how it was going to revolutionize the world and similar crap. Trend saw an opportunity. After careful analysis and research, he decided to buy huge amount of stocks of that company, with all his savings. Someone was going to get a huge pay day, when this product "revolutionizes" the world.

So what Trent saw on his computer was the confirmation of his possession of these 'precious' stocks. He got really very excited and jubilated to see that. Good news for his pals; drinks were on him. Now, with the feeling of proud and excitement, Trent left for the cliche bar, where he was going to meet his pals and brag about his achievement!

The guys were having a great time, in fact, they had invited some beautiful girls over for drinks, who graciously accepted their offer. Trent was particular into this blonde girl in a maroon dress. They night was going better than planned.

"Let me get another round", Trent uttered and got happy nodes of approval from the rest of the table.

He went to the bar and ordered the usual (details not important). While, he was waiting, he received a notification on this phone. His World suddenly shook, as if he was hit by a powerful bolt of lightning; his eyes wide opened. He suddenly started sweating profusely, as if he was having a heart attack. He didn't want to believe what he just read. He started making calls to get the confirmation. To his utter bad luck, it was all true. He had lost almost all his life savings, just like that!!! The stock price of the shares he recently bought just fell, drastically. It was some sort of computer-based flash crash (Google it).

He stood there in complete shock; his mind completely blank. Meanwhile, the bartender signaled him to get his drinks. He walked towards the table, completely flabbergasted.

"You alright man!" noticed one of his pals.

He was far from alright. Imagine, losing all your savings in a jiffy. He was having a huge anxiety attack. He couldn't talk. He removed his vest and unbuttoned two of his shirt buttons to get some air. There were only helpless spectators, who had no idea, what to do. Two of them actually thought, he was having a heart attack. To curb the situation, one of his friends called an ambulance. After sometime, ambulance took him to the hospital and his friends also followed him....

...It was closing time of the bar. The bartender was cleaning up, when his eyes suddenly caught attention of something. It was our beloved "Maroon woolen Vest", which Trent forgot there. No one was around, and the Bartender decided to take it with him. No one would be harmed, if he took it and it was his size, coincidentally.....