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I’ll have a prospectus on your desk very soon. What do you say?”
Eteo had never heard of Nostra Ventures.
“Your Nostra?” he asked, “when did you—”
Before he could finish the question, Mario jumped in. “For a
while now,” he said. “All the preliminary work is done. The report’s
been written, a very good report in fact, and the lawyers have just
completed the final papers. I should have a prospectus no later than
a week from now.”
“You finished the seed?” Robert asked.
“Long ago.”
“So what about us?”
“For you,” Mario replied, looking first at Robert and then at Eteo,
“I always keep some in reserve of course.”
“In this case,” he added, pausing to enjoy their suspense, “ten percent
of the seed and a third of the prospectus.”
“What kind of numbers?” Eteo asked.
“Same as my Bianca.”
“Why not 30 percent of the seed and half the prospectus,” Eteo
proposed. “I’ll include Richard on my side,” he added.
Mario carefully sniffed his brandy again, took another sip, and
laughed.
“Okay, you got it,” he agreed, then added, “How many shareholders
in the seed? I don’t want too many.”
“How many would you like me to bring?”
“Let’s say … five or six max, including Robert.”
“Will do,” Eteo confirmed.
Having agreed on the terms, they settled back to enjoy their
brandies. Robert finished his quickly and called the girl for another
round. They drank the second brandy and a third round that Eteo
ordered, by then feeling warm and well done at the prospect of some
good future gains.
“Try to get me out of Golden Veins,” Robert suddenly said to Eteo.
“It isn’t going anywhere for now, and I think you know it. Don’t take
me wrong though. I love the guy. He’s my neighbor, but he won’t get
anywhere with that company. I know it and you do too”
“Yup, and I want out of that one too,” Mario said.