At least the kid had confidence in him. Ted thought that confidence was a great thing for people to grow up with. Admittedly, however, there might be a little too much seeping out of this one. Just a little. Ted also wondered if the boy might be a little bipolar as well. His moods shifted so quickly and to such extremes.
Rufio had killed a lawyer? Tinkerbell thought this lawyer was Peter Pan? Ted was going to visit the library sometime soon and get this story straightened out in his head.
"No Smead here." Ted wasn't exactly sure who the name indicated, but he gathered the meaning from the following explanation that this Smead did exactly that. "When I was a CEO, I was the top of the game. Now that I'm not, I just keep to myself."
Ted frowned a little bit. "Though, Charlie did give me all the money, and the house. I have money here now like I did long ago, but I'm surely not going to do the things that I did back then."
He'd never licked Charlie's boots either. Charlie had protected him, and then Ted had turned around to be his money manager when they let him go. It was a fair trade. He'd made Charlie's money more than double in the short time he'd been out. He hadn't seen the books recently, but he had it in places that would continue to work for him, there was undoubtedly more of it.
"Some people are just in the world to be themselves. Or, back in my world that's true. Here, I can't say."