The Cost of Risking Your Life? (1)

“I told you not to say that!”

The chairman seemed to know what it meant, as if he’d heard Zephyros say it plenty of times.

If a man could hear “Chicken!” and just take it, he wasn’t much of a man.

And there was no way a hairy, macho American old-timer could stand for that.

“So, are you in or not?”

“Of course I’m in. What are we betting?”

“Your car’s getting old. How about a new one?”

“Oh? What kind of car? Should we go for a supercar?”

“Let’s keep it reasonable. Around a hundred thousand dollars.”

Wasn’t that a little too much...