The Sane & the Skint: The story part 2

Continued from the last part (part 1) -

He had found two people who fulfilled most, if not all, of his stringent requirements.

The first one was Dylan Harris. He was not among one of Andrew’s brightest pupils, although he was certainly one of the richest and the snobbish. Not the one who believed in working very hard very often, Dylan was constantly on the verge of failing his exams. And while other professors- out of a little respect and intimidation of Dylan’s prominent family- always passed him, albeit with lowest possible grades, the same family name had little or no effect on Andrew, who had already flunked Dylan once and looked set to do it again.

Ethan had approached Dylan about 2 weeks back, and it had taken little convincing on his part to get Dylan to be a part of his little charade.

“I’m in”, Dylan had said. “I’ll do whatever it takes to get back at that virtuous prude. My father cancelled that Porsche he was gonna get for my birthday just coz Griffin is too full of principles to bend even a little. No offense to you, Mr. Griffin. And now dad’s saying that if history repeats itself, he’ll cut me out of his inheritance. You have my support, Mr. Griffin.”

The second individual had taken some time and research. Declan Sawyer was a high-profile psychiatrist. He was also someone who had made the stupid mistake of engaging in a public debate- on the topic of “the effect of language barriers on the modern political system”- against the highly esteemed professor Andrew Griffin. Needless to say, Declan had come out looking like a fool. People made a mockery out of him, saying that a doctor, who hadn’t held a stethoscope ever, got the better of a shrink! Pride is a big thing among doctors, and the promise of sweet revenge was how Ethan convinced Declan to be the part of his team.

The stage was set, the actors were ready to enact their part, & the play was about to begin. And the act had to start with Ethan paying his dearest brother a much-needed visit.

“Little Brother!” Andrew came forward to greet his brother. Ethan hated being referred to as that way, but Andrew never had been considerate enough to care. Well, soon the little brother was about to get the better of him.