It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a life.
Less charitably it is also a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be a total prick.
Henry Severin certainly lived up to that.
He had been with the firm for more than three decades, a company man through and through – so far through that there was nothing of himself left.
His job was his life, the single minded pursuit of money his only motivation. Not money as a key to pleasure, wellbeing or happiness – not his own and certainly not others’ - but money in and of itself, its only use being a way to measure his superiority over others.
He had led an obsessive battle against all the company's competitors, hunting down and consuming anyone smaller or more vulnerable than the firm. He had begun to view the company's rivals as his own personal enemies.
But a man who had made billions from his work was finally about to understand the meaning of the word 'payback'.