Meeting

"Where are the legal documents? I told you I got the seal. Let's do this and get over with it," Marcus demanded.

The crook lawyer he was working with, brought out some documents from his briefcase.

"Let me have the seal," he demanded.

Marcus wasted no time in handing the seal over to him.

He uncapped the seal and stamped it on the documents.

"Where did you get this?" The lawyer asked while staring at the document he just stamped.

"What sort of question is that? Where else will I get it, if not from Frederick's office? Do your job and stop asking irrelevant questions," Marcus replied.

"This seal is fake," the lawyer announced.

"Fake? What do you mean?"

"Come over and see it for yourself."

Marcus wasted no time in rushing over to the table where the lawyer had set the documents to stamp them.

"How can something I suffered to find be fake…"

He trailed off when he saw a blaring FUCK YOU written in capital letters, instead of Frederick's signature.

"What the hell is this?" he boomed in ang