People at the auction started to talk among themselves.
"The price has gone past 300 million dollars, and buyer number 1 is still not backing down? Is he really going to stick it out?"
"Looks like he's hell–bent on getting it!"
"Who is this dude? With so much dough, 300 million seems like chump change to him."
Jack noticed Rosemary's face turning sour. It must be a bummer having something she thought was a sure thing snatched away from her. Who wouldn't be ticked off?
He had no clue who had such deep pockets. Could it be Mafia C?
He'd heard that Mafia C had their eyes on the same prize.
"Well, I guess it's just fate. Rosemary, I know you're determined, but our pockets aren't deep enough."
"Go big or go home." Rosemary suddenly said.
"What?" Jack doubted his own ears. No one went all in at an auction! The thing was, buyer number 1 seemed to have money to burn, and they were flat out of cash. "Go big or go home." At Rosemary's command, Jack thought she'd totally lost it!
