So preoccupied with the whereabouts of Precious, Enoff forgot about his inheritance but figured the twenty-two million dollars was already in his bank account. It did not matter if she was gone.
He accepted the fact that he would never see her again. The most she got from him was a ring, which cost five figures, and fate was on his side. She could have ended up with all of his money, he concluded.
He started to wonder about her house and if the property was up for sale, again. While he was thinking about his next move, the phone rang. One of his suppliers complained that the bank returned Enoff's check because of insufficient funds. Enoff found this to be puzzling. There was enough money to cover numerous checks. He told the caller, there must have been a glitch in the system and would get back to him shortly.
He went on-line to check his bank account, and what he saw would have made an elephant go bananas.
There was no twenty-million dollars, and all four accounts had a zero balance.
He immediately took his documents and the other papers that Mr. Chaba and Mr. Trick had sent to him and hurried to the bank; he was like a frantic man swimming after a speeding boat.
To say the least, he was terrified.
When he approached the bank manager, Enoff was like a raging bull, accusing the bank of making a grave error, stealing all of his money and diverting twenty-two million dollars to heaven knows where.
The manager, with a look of concern on his face, tried to comfort Enoff. The last impression the manager wanted to project was that the institution was incompetent or crooked.
Banking customers stood there in total disbelief. Enoff was acting like a maniac. When the manager went into the computer, it showed that an account outside of the United States received the money, and none of his accounts received twenty-two million dollars.
Enoff insisted that was impossible. He never performed such a task, because he had no accounts outside of the United States, and the twenty-two million dollars was an inheritance that came from a holding bank in London. He continued to be argumentative and overexcited.
The manager insisted that if he did not move the money, then who did and asked, "Did you give your personal identification number and password to anyone?"
"No!" Enoff replied in a furious tone.
Soon, the Vice President of the bank got involved. After Enoff handed all of the documents to the VP and manager, showing that the bank in London was to wire twenty-two million dollars into his account, both executives stared at each other.