The metal briefcase functioned as a heat sink absorbing and dissipating the heat, which was lucky otherwise the hot scrap might have set fire to the c...se or burned into the desk. I decided I could use this to cover my tracks a bit, I focused on the sections holding the case open making them collapse by destroying the tiny metal pins with a blast of heat. The lid snapped down and I focused on the latch welding it shut.After a few minutes he got a grip on himself, "You little bitch!" he. "‏Jason Archer just appeared here last year. He set up that ministry, but his ordainment must be from the back of penthouse or something akin to it."Shit, I have been conned, I thought. "So what's his scam?" I can't find one.‎ ‏He isn't putting money in the bank anywhere. His income from the church will barely cover his expenses. He actually seems to be dead broke." Well, ‎ ‏let me do some checking," I suggested.Lucas went back our real work. He got ready to serve papers, while I put in a call. He has always had a tendency to grossly underestimate my talents, perhaps because I'm a woman instead of the son he really wanted. I had an MBA, but it might as well have stood for Master of the Bullshit Arts for all the respect it won me from him."Now, Dad," I said. "You know that sales have increased 75% since I came on board." That's just the upturn in the economy," he grumbled."What upturn in the economy?" I inquired sweetly. But I already knew that it wouldn't do any good to appeal to. ’ ‘The boys at school say you always help them out.’ ‘When they’re having problems with their cars.’ ‘Yeah I guess I do. I’ve got to get back to work, feel free to sit here until your bus comes. Bye girls, you’re both tops.’ I was back under the hood, when I heard ”Night Eddy, we’ll see you tomorrow.’ From one of them. Huh, good kids really, I just wish their mother wasn’t so shitty. Well she’s getting screwed by Snyder’s now, Where as I was only looking. The school was on the next block from.