Picking Faults

"Hilary Stone, where are you taking me? Are you lying to me?" Linda James couldn't help but feel uneasy as she sat in Hilary Stone's car.

"Linda, why do you doubt me? I'm not like Franklin or Frederick. Have I ever tried to fight with you for power over the years?"

Linda James gave it some thought. 'She's right.'

"I have a friend who got into business and needs some help. The pay is quite high, but I told him it doesn't really matter. Think about it. I'm sure you would want someone you can trust to manage your business and be sure that the person will never betray you. I think you're a good choice because you're such a generous person. I told my friend that you'd help him out in exchange for 5% of the company's shares. Will that do?"

"Do you think 5% is too little?"

"Linda, don't think that 5% is a small number. It'll give you a five-figure sum every month!"

"What? Do you mean I'll get at least 10,000 dollars every month?"