"Elliot, I'm not asking for much," said Nathan. He could see that Elliot was slowly accepting the model of reality that he had submitted. "You make so much money a year. How can you spend it all?! Let me and your brother help you spend some. Don't worry. I know your face is important to you. We can keep the father-son relationship private. As long as you give me enough money every month, I promise not to bother you in the future."

Elliot's dangerous eagle eyes stared at the greedy old geezer in