“Get out!” Mickey yelled at his son. Miggy came into his study room to show a toy and play with him, but he wasn’t in the right headspace to deal with him as he had been trying to remember and read all the papers he had signed before the accident.
It had been a month since he left the hospital, and until now, he hadn’t recalled even a single thing no matter how many times he reviewed and read it. It was frustrating that Mickey did not know what he had done, especially when they lost almost a million worth of transactions.
He was told that he had sold a part of the realty business and was now under a different name and owner. They couldn’t trace their transactions because even his trusted secretary Jimmy had no idea about it. Jimmy informed his family that Mickey never had a chance to s
