Book1:TeDream-Maker

accumutingincalcublewealth;butthereareotherswhleandworktinuously,yetevermergefromthedeeppitofpoverty．Everyonelivesuhesamedensinglensandeachhasonlyonelife,buttheselivesmaybeasdifferentasheavenfromearth.”

    Thunderrumbledonandlightningtiolightupthedarksky．Jamaz,sittingatthebackseat,wascalmandquietasusual,buthisbroadchestheavedlikethewavesonaturbulentsea．Hisheartitatingfastandfuriously，betrayinghistensioohimsatYokoandMarcellina，whosemyhaightlycspedtogether．TheywerepainfullyawarethatinspiteofDimitri’sfidentassurahatallwouldbewell，therewasaswordofDamocleshangingoveralltheirheadsthatcouldbriothematanymoment．Afterall,theyweregoingtorobabank．Influencedbyhissurroundings,Dimitrifeltanaggingsenseofnervousness．Hescoffedathimself，sayingtherewerenogroundsforapprehension，afterall，hewasonlytakingmoofhisownpocketandgivingitawaytohisfriends．Hetriedtoassurehimselfthattherewasnothingtoworryabout．Hehadstashedupsomuchricheseffortlesslythatoneman’saccumutioncausedmanymoretockit．Therefore,hewaogivesomeofitaway．Infaedayhewouldopenuphiscoffersandwithoravagentsweepdistributeallhisrichestotheothehomelessandthedisabledwhoweremicranismsuhesamemicroscope．Forlikehim,theytoocouldonlyliveoneofthemhaveneverseenthebrilliantsun,andsomespenttheirliveslistlessandapathetialimbooftheirown．

    Astheteredcitylimits,thetallimposingmajesticstructureofWorldBankcameintoview，dominatingthearea．TheydrovetothebackofthebuildingwhereDimitriusedhismastercardtounlocktheentraheundergroundparkinglot．Thegaragedoorrolledupslow