Christmas in the Heir (A Locktime Holiday Original)
You arrive at the bank, and a mob of workers is there, led by Abby and Henna, who appear to already be seated and signing paperwork.
The day will be saved as soon as you sign over your sell-order for *your* shares, which you do after a review of the deal, noticing that there's a $2M bonus on top of the very fair price per share.
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You join the crowd outside in celebration, holding Max's hand, in excited anticipation of getting back to her place to take this horrible cage off.
Max hands you a key that looks like it's a powerful electromagnet very discretely.
"You can unlock yourself now, but you don't *have* to, if you want to continue to play our game," she winks...and you know you're going to regret it in no time, but you hand the key back to her as she kisses you softly on the neck and smiles mischeivously.
Out of nowhere, a guy who looks much more like the DJ from the other night runs up wearing the pants and suspenders and hat, but missing his Santa beard and the jacket.
He's very out of breath.
"Sorry...I don't know what happened to the beard or the jacket. Am I too late?
You and Max exchange puzzled looks.
"If he's here," Max begins...
"Then who..." you finish.
You sorta panic, looking anxiously at your phone, noting a single notification. A text from Kenzie.
KENZIE: I'm gonna hang out with Santa for a bit. Looks like we'll have to get this deal done in the New Year. [EGGPLANT EMOJI]
You show Max the text message who shrugs, and you get into her car and head for her place.