“I’m sorry, but you’re already overdrawn. With the collateral you’ve put down, it would be nearly impossible to give you anything more.”
“I’m not asking for a major miracle here.” I plead with him, knowing that it won’t do any good.
“No, just a minor one.” His eyes are two embers set in his face, glaring at me. “And even a subtle shift of probabilities is more than we can allow you now.”
I know I shouldn’t ask, but I can’t help the question that comes next. "I’ve already put down fifty years. How much will it take? "
“At the value of your collateral, an eternity.” He settles back into his seat, a tiny smirk pulling at the corners of his mouth.
“Fine, then take it. All of it.”
He waits a moment, then leans forward again, a contract appearing in his hand.
“If you’ll sign this please?” I wince as he pricks my finger, and I smear my blood across the page. He stands, and as I shake his hand, I can feel the fire beneath his skin. “Thank you sir, and congratulations on your forthcoming landslide victory.”