This is a fiction story about Charly who is alarmed, I've already lost the process so there is not anything to be received using being well-mannered. "Very well, Mr. McKinnon. But I'd like to make a small guess with you. If I win, you lease me. If I lose, you hire any guy you want." As she changed into speaking, Charly saw the muscle in his jaw loosen up, and the hostility in his eyes change to interest and speculation. "And the nature of this wager?"...