This is my next chapter in my tale. So....Enjoy
Chapter 2:
“I can’t believe you are really going to take this from them!” Lar complained as he sat on a wooden stool in Jarv’s old office (where he kept all his documents over the past years he managed Jarv industries) “don’t you have any money in this place. Put away where things like this happened?” as he knew Jarv was like that.
“I have a bit, I put the rest in my stock shares,” Jarv sulked, looking at his portrait.
“How much?” Lar asked some interest (Jarv was always negative about moolah, when Jarv meant a bit Lar knew that it wasn’t a lot).
“450 moolah,” Jarv said, still sulking, as he checked his balance on the on-board bank (Jarv was old fashioned but he still prefers the technology)
“Well I think we can buy a small office in the Narkie’s home of meaty by-products,” Lar explained over the top of a newspaper, “c’mon sir, when we get higher than Chel, and then ‘deal’ with him”
“O.K I’ll do it!” Jarv exclaimed rising up from his creaky wooden chair. “But first” his belly groaned, “let’s get something to eat”.
“Well I like the sound of your resume,” the Narkie concluded as he peered over Jarv’s forms to Jarv on the other side of a long, highly polished wooden table sitting on a comfortable chair with Lar by his side shining his rifle. “Hmmm….Yes……Oh I see you had a business of your own, and it closed after ‘unforeseen circumstances’ ”. Then he put down the forms and took off his spectacles and said in a strangely pleased voice “you’re hired”. At that point Jarv’s face lit up with happiness (this was the first time he had been interviewed and hired, as this has never happened to him) which slowly turned to an evil grin as he remembered what he was doing in the first place.