The Crystal Mask

My life was a defective product. They didn't do returns or exchanges. Life's nonrefundable apparently. What I did instead was to dispose of it to later purchase a new one-at my expense. What is it that money can't buy?

I consider it my best purchase and a brilliant investment. Look at me now. I'm rich, I have friends to die for and the freedom to live as I please. What more could I want?

"Love?"

Please, I'd have more chance of finding Big Foot than the Right One they all talk of. In all seriousness, there does seem to be one thing I'm lacking. Perhaps a pause button. It all was going impeccably well until came the day multiple areas of my life stood under attack. My ever-growing business is facing a wall because of a know-it-all banker. My friendships are hanging on a loose thread due to something as petty as jealousy. As if it wasn't enough, I've also been visited by the notorious Crystal Mask. He's Mardi Town's Robin Hood. Steals from the rich and gives to the poor. Stupidly enough, he wears a mesmerizing crystal mask, which is sure to be remembered by any who bore witness to it.