Download Fish Farm By Walt Sautter PDF book free online – From Fish Farm By Walt Sautter PDF: When Tyron collapsed it took Jack’s career and his pension with it. He just knew, deep inside, that the company’s demise was orchestrated by the CEO, James Wheeler and that Wheeler had made off with millions. The thirst for revenge boiled incessantly in Jack’s belly until he finally came up with his vengeful scheme and the courage to carry it out!
Jack looked out the third floor window of his shabby walkup onto a cold, gray day. His thoughts mirrored his vision.
“How did it happen?” he thought to himself rhetorically. He knew but it was hard to accept without the rage building within him.
He chased the thought away and continued to stare. The relief was brief.
Again it flooded his memory.
It was a Wednesday morning. Dressed in his robe with coffee in hand, he opened the door of his condo and reached for the paper. The two-inch type of the front page burned its message into his brain.
“TYRON COLLAPSES” – it read like a death notice. It was.
He turned and walked slowly back into his house with the paper in hand, hung by his side.
He’s heard rumors but there were always rumors – rumors of triumph and rumors of catastrophe – ever since he began working for Tyron. None of which ever came true, until now!
He sank back into the easy chair and began to read. “Yesterday, at the close of trading Tyron, one of the largest
corporations on the NYSE, declared bankruptcy. Investigations into the collapse have begun. Fraud by executives at Tyron is high on the list of causative factors leading to Tyron’s downfall. Tyron’s CEO, James
Wheeler is suspected of funneling millions of dollars to his own accounts while altering records of company finances…”
He mused to himself at his amazement that he remembered word for word, after all this time, the text of that article. It had to be at least two years now. He continued his vacant stare.
Suddenly, the ring of the telephone startled him from histrance.
“Dad! Did you see the TV today?” “No.”, he replied.
“Turn it on. They have the results of the trial.”
“O.K.” He hung up the phone and snapped on the TV. “This latest news bulletin. James Wheeler, Hal Meter and
several other high- ranking executives who have been found guilty in the collapse of Tyron have been sentenced today.
Mr. Wheeler who has been free on bail over the past year has been sentenced to a ten thousand dollar fine and six months in jail. The others of those convicted received fines up to five thousand dollars and community service.
Judge Arthur Gavin instructed Mr. Wheeler to report to jail in two weeks deferring to his attorney’s request for time so that he may get his affairs in order.
Here comes John Hurley, Wheeler’s lawyer now.
Mr. Hurley – what is your opinion of today’s sentencing?”
“I think Judge Gavin was extremely fair. Justice prevailed. The judge’s sentence speaks for itself. That’s all I have to say. Thank you.”
Jack rocked back in his chair and clicked off the TV. His stomach churned and he felt a sickness come over him.
“Six months and ten thousand dollars. Justice prevailed.
The words echoed over and over in his head and amplified upon each rebound.
The phone rang again.
“Some bullsh*t! Some bullsh*t! What do you think Dad?” “Well, it’s the way things go. Justice in America isn’t based on
black or white as some people would have you think, it’s based on green!
I guess it has always been this way. Maybe someday it may change but I’m not so sure unless someone makes it happen.”
“You’re right, Dad.
“Have you thought about my idea of you moving in with us?
You know how I hate you living down there. I worry every day. I know the neighborhood or should I just call it the ‘hood’. It’s really unsafe and I worry!”
“Listen Honey – we’ve been over this a million times. I’m not about to give up my self-respect. I really appreciate your concern and your and Dave’s offer, but I can’t.
I know the area here is not the best but I’m okay. I just watch my step and it works out fine. Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine.”
“Now, let’s not talk about that any more. How’s the kids?”