Lance pursed his lips as he finished reading the document in his hand, then put it back down.
"Ten thousand." He voiced the final price given in the document.
Yes, ten thousand per acre. If anyone wants it, they'll have to queue up and pay before they can get the land.
Mayor Williams showed no emotion, but in times like these, having no expression is the most telling of expressions.
Lance sensed the murderous intent in his eyes; he truly wanted to destroy these people!
"Do you know... what its price was two months ago, in mid-September?"
Lance glanced at the document and read out the number, two thousand five hundred.
Mayor Williams took a deep breath, "Yes, two thousand five hundred, now it's ten thousand."
"Madmen should be in asylums, not here disrupting my plans!"
He emphasized his words, then coughed twice, showing some agitation.
