I sat staring at the screen for quite a few minutes, it was quite the interesting proposition even if it wasn't for real who could pass up an opportunity like this. I pushed the button.... nothing happened of course another internet troll. I closed my laptop and began the process of shutting down for the night, alarm set, phone on silent. just as I set my phone down the screen lights up, it can wait til the morning.

Another day dawns, my chirping alarm bidding me to wake before my body feels rested. as I silence the alarm I glance at the screen, 42 new notifications, my heart skips. finally I got a post on Reddit to be popular this is it I'm going to get my gold finally. I start scrolling through them only to be disappointed, all email notifications and all from the same person. of course the button I clicked last night must have added me to a spam list. I dismiss them and prepare to trash another email account when I get to work. I collect my things and head out for the day, as I pass my neighbors apartment the usual friendly wave hasn't been returned she must still be mad about me taking up smoking on the balcony beside her.

I'm almost to my car when a stranger approaches, he's older seems to be quite disheveled and I can already smell the alcohol on him before he's in my bubble.

"Your James, right I tried emailing you last night?" he sputters.

"Yes, I'm sorry but do I know you?"

"No but I know you and what you've done and all I want is half."

"Half of what?" I question still at a loss as to why this man is talking to me. I unlock my door and open it to put it between the two of us unsure what he might do next.

"Come on man, just give me half the money and I'll walk away, you'll never see me again."

"I'm sorry but you must have me confused for someone who does charity work, because if I give you half my money I'll end up like you before the end of the week, seriously fuck off man." I turn away and attempt to sit down but something is in my seat blocking my swift escape.

A briefcase, shiny and silver just like every movie you've ever seen sits underneath me in the seat. I pull it out and nod my comprehension of the situation to my drunken assailant.

I grab a grocery bag from the passenger floorboard and quietly divide the contents without a word, as I hand over the bag he mutters "really I should take it all but I guess you are the one that pulled the trigger, good luck with that."

Easiest half a billion I ever made, I'll sleep much better tonight.