A New Day, A New You part 12 - Sex Stories

A New Day, A New You part 12

... check my accounts. One by one I move through each account to find it empty, every single one has been cleaned out and I call my account manager from the bank demanding to know what happened to them. “Well Mr. Vargas you electronically moved the funds out. All the notifications in the system show your verification and location as your home terminal. There is also a termination notice as to your lease which is paid through our bank and a removal order for all payments pending,” he informs me a lot colder than I’m used to hearing from the man. “I never made any such changes, get into your system and find what happened to my money,” I state getting a weak confirmation. Every call is similar and horrifying as I move around my condo, to find my paperwork. My contract cycle date is in two days and after that I’m homeless. I check my safe to get the spare cash out of it and find it empty save for my .38 revolver that I keep in case of emergencies. Kazimir cleaned me out, he was here the entire time I was at the bank and he cleaned me out. I tear through my apartment in a rage going down different options when I decide to simply contact the police. It takes them a little bit and after what I find out was a fifteen thousand dollar donation to the police retirement fund is why they were so quick to help me. They spend hours going through everything including what I know the fucking Russian touched but come back with a preliminary result of nothing. Worse their tech division shows no ...

... signs of tampering or illegal access to my system. The police leave and inform me that they will have a full report for me within two days but I’ll be homeless by then. I spend the next day taking calls from every single banking institution I’ve done business with and hear the same thing. All authorizations have been put through by me with full access from my home terminal and it was all done during hours that I was home. I couldn’t have done it, someone had to have broken in but the police have nothing and I’m stuck looking at one final day with no money and no place to live. I’m woken promptly by a notice from my landlord with a notice to vacate the apartment in twenty days or pay the balance owed for the month. I take the papers and slam the door before throwing them across the room, how did that Russian bastard fuck me like this? I have no cash so I have to eat what I have in the refrigerator which is enough for now but I’ll need money coming in and then brainstorm where I can get more till my accounts are fixed. Day two of my eviction I’m still in my condo but I haven’t begun packing, I can still save this. None of my old contacts and ‘friends’ are able to lend me cash or willing to bring me in on their business deals despite all the work I’ve done helping them over the years. I’m going through some of my less than legal contacts; thankfully the trio was small time when I receive a knock at the door. A short girl hands me a package to sign for which I do and close the door ...