Sure of One

What would you do for one hundred million dollars? Jack Sullivan is a man of few words. His cold emotionless countenance shields any glimpse of the human being within. If he didn't hire me to help his daughter, I'd suspect the man sold his soul for success. I agree to his unorthodox plan to move into his home as a favor to a mutual friend, and because Mr. Sullivan pays well. He's a billionaire with an ego to match. He flat-out told me everyone has a price. What is mine? What's Your Price? I...