“You’re talking money?” That had piqued Chariot’s interest. He leaned forward, elbows on his knees.
It seems he does have an interest in that.
All the more reason to recruit him, really. Otherwise it could become a motivation to go down on the dark side if he gets desperate enough.
“I maybe shouldn’t, but I’m going to tell you what I’m getting out of it, because it’s almost definitely going to be the exact same for you. I get paid, but the money goes straight into a trust. I’ve made enough to pay for my college education, and every dollar I earn beyond that is going to be waiting for me as a cash award, if and when I graduate from a four-year postsecondary program.
“I’ve made enough to pay for my college education” says a lot when we’re talking about the U.S.
I’m getting four hundred dollars in allowance each month, just to mess around in my workshop, all my materials are paid for, and I currently have about two thousand dollars sitting in the bank, right now, from that. Once I turn eighteen? I make more.
*whistles* Not bad!
It automatically transitions to a job with good pay, working with the Protectorate, and the hours will be totally flexible around any classes I take.”
If this deal didn’t sound sweet before…