TWELVE

RED'S POV

Frank sat with shock written all over his face, rooted in one spot. He gulped and put off his shirt. The cube was trembling in my hands due to my uneasiness. I carefully placed the cube on the table and picked up the masterpiece with my trembling fingers.

"Are...are you sure?..ma.. maybe it's fake." Frank shuttered and I kept staring at it. I'm not at ease right now. What's in front of me is worth more than the whole of the world. I rushed to my room and picked up a hammer from my tool box. I went back to the living room and held the hammer tight. If this diamond is fake then this hammer will break it into pieces. If it's not, the hammer itself might crumble into pieces. I raised the hammer up and slammed it on the diamond with full force. Just as I did, the hammer broke away from my hand, almost injuring my fingers. I stared at the still intact stone on the table and I gasped.

"It's real?" Frank said with disbelief and I laughed. I picked it up and gave