Lorenzo rubbed the back of his neck, and sighed heavily. He was empathetic to her pain, and helplessness. It felt to him, the troubles Ava faced, had been arranged somewhere, layer after layer, or in line waiting to jump right at her.
If only Ava would allow him set up a fund raiser, it would be in matter of minutes, and he was sure they could raise..."How much did you say Alfred's bill was again, Ma'am?" He asked, suddenly realizing he wasn't even working with a figure.
" It would have been a million, five hundred bucks, but the subsidy Anthonio gave, slashed it to eight hundred thousand." Ava spoke softly, smiling at the shock on Lorenzo's face. " Plus a hundred thousand dollars as penalty if l pay late.'
Lorenzo sat on his chair, confused and thoughtful. " It would take a really long time to gather such anount through a fund raise." Lorenzo said, drawing up an eyelid, and leaning to a table, close to him.
