It seems Gus has a "secret" system which utilises the Law of Attraction and he begins to teach Steve how to create the things he desires in his life.
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In this chapter Steve enjoys the fruit of his creation and determines some of the things he desires and unbelievably more adventure enters his life!
Chapter 4
It was Gus’s second mysterious disappearance in two days and for the second day in a row Steve headed off to get one of Phi’s latte, hoping it might give some relief from the drama that he had just endured. He thought he might even pick up a sandwich to have for lunch, before he headed off for his big meeting to seal the deal with Dave Preston at Metcom. The thought of this made smiled and he amazed at the way the deal appeared magically after he thought about the sales that he wanted, instead of the fear and worry of losing job due to poor results, which was he had been doing for a number of months.
“Amazing!” He muttered to himself. “Think what you want.”
What a simple approach he thought. He then vowed to himself, that from now on this what he was going to do.
Arriving at the Spotted Dog Cafe', Phi was shocked by Steve’s story of the last day.
“You think someone’s trying to kill you?”
“Well two near misses in one morning. What would you think?’
“Steve you’re a good guy. Who the hell would want you dead?”
“That’s the problem. I‘ve got no idea and I must say I’m starting to feel more than a little paranoid.”
“Well you take care.’ Said Phi as he handed Steve his latte and sandwich. “I can’t afford to lose one of my best customers.” He finished with a chuckle.
Steve headed back to his car and headed towards Metcom, which was 5km away. Fifteen minutes later he eased into a car park at the front of the company. He was thirty minutes early so he sat in the car and enjoyed Phi’s BLT sandwich and latte.
The meeting with Dave Preston was one of those, that is one of the pleasures of business. Sealing the deal. Dave initialled the agreements and Steve confirmed the operations department would be in touch to arrange pickups and all the other logistical matters.
Steve skipped down the stairs, a big smile on his face, the glow of success replacing the dramas of the last 24 hours. Jumping in his car he headed back to the office where he submitted the paper work for the deal he had just sealed. He heard his bosses' voice in the office, who searched him out for a congratulary pat on the back. He gave Steve a leave pass from the regular Friday sales meeting and so he headed out planning to tidy up some of Jenny’s mess. Before Steve left he headed down to the Finance Manager’s office to see if he could have some of the 6 weeks annual he had accrued over his career, paid out in cash, so that he had some money to buy some necessities for the house and also keep his head above water financially for a little while.
After hearing Steve’s tale of woe about Jenny, the finance manager quickly agreed and told Steve he could pick up a cheque on Monday.
“Think what you want. “ Echoed in his head as exited the office and headed for his car.
In the car, Steve rang his Mum to remind her to pick up the kids from school and ensure she was happy to have the kids stay with her for the weekend, so he could focus on getting things back on track. After hanging up from talking to his Mum, he rang Mike, his best mate to see if he could borrow his trailer to bring his Mum’s surplus furniture back to his house. This would help make things a little more comfortable.
His conversation with Mike was a bit weird. Steve feeling he was somewhat on edge, insisting that Steve not to come to the front door. Telling him just to pick the trailer up from the front lawn, as his kids had a virulent strain of diaherrea. This struck Steve as being somewhat strange, as Mike was divorced and rarely had his kids over.
After hanging up, he decided not to think any more of it. Starting the car and easing it out of its parking spot he headed off to the bank, intending to freeze his credit cards, close his bank account and open a new one, so that Jenny could not help herself to anymore of his money.
“Think what you want” He again thought. What did he want?
As he headed towards the bank he began to think about how he wanted his life to be.
Prosperity.
“A great flow money. Enough to pay all my bills and mortgage and plenty left over to do the things that I that want.”
Relationships.
“A mutually positive, loving relationship in which he shared joy and happiness.”
Steve chuckled to himself when he compared this thought to where his marriage was right now!
Health.
“Yes. You’ve got to have health and fitness.” He thought how he’d like to be trim and fit and still be able to do some off the things he could do when he was a little younger.
Friends.
“I’d loved catch up with some of my old mates, build on my currentrealtionships and meet some great new people.”
The kids.
“Just want to give the kids the best life I can.”
He also thought about new clothes, getting a great new TV to replace the one Jenny took, overseas holidays………
As he wondered through these thoughts and the images they brought, he felt the happiness and wellbeing they inspired and now felt significantly better.
It took him an hour and a half at the bank to reconfigure his finances so that Jenny could no longer help herself to his cash. He was very thankful to discover that she hadn’t managed to help herself to any of the equity they had accrued in the house. He left the bank and headed towards his car.
All of a sudden there was an almighty explosion! It came from the direction of his car. An enormous fireball rose into the sky. The sound of shattering glass filled the air as shop windows imploded depositing shards of glass all over the footpath.
Instinctively Steve ran towards the fireball. He turned a corner and could hardly believe the sight that met his eyes. His car was engulfed in flames and bystanders stood around open mouthed as the intense heat singed their hair and beat them back as they searched the wreck with their eyes, to see if someone was ettrapped in the inferno. The enormity of the situation overwhelmed him! What was happening to his life? Who would want him dead? None of this made sense!
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