That’s impossible. My parents never mentioned taking out any debt from the mafia, and definitely not five hundred million dollars. What would they even need that much money for, anyway? We lived a normal life. We didn’t have any crazy money to spend like that.
I turned to look behind me at my sobbing grandmother, who had a look of absolute shock on her face. I knew it; this was probably also my grandmother’s first time hearing about all this. I was worried about my grandmother. She looked so pale, like she could pass out at any moment, and her silent sobbing cries had gotten louder as the situation worsened around us.
“It’s just as the contract states. Your parents borrowed five hundred million dollars from our boss, and we’re here to get it back. Simple,” the man continued in a passionless voice.
Simple. My foot.
I looked down at the contract that I clutched tightly in my trembling hand. Scanning it, I could see the words and figures of five hundred million dollars. The signatures of both of my parents were on the document. Did they really take out this ridiculous loan? Why?
“But…my parents passed away many years ago…” I whispered, still unable to come to terms with this.
I was in no position to pay off any debt. We could barely afford to get by. We had no money to spare, let alone the five hundred million dollars that the man was talking about.
“Exactly. That’s why we’ve been looking high and low for you, their only daughter. Since your parents are dead, you’ll have to pay the boss back,” the man said while nodding his head.