Upset yet rich youthful dowager Bari looks for the assistance of fake spiritualist Bey to contact spouse Curtis, who as far as anyone knows kicked the bucket in a pile up. Amaze? Curtis, who isn’t dead in any way, is in cahoots with Bey to snatch Bari’s batter. Routine material, yet Bey makes a persuading conman.
At its heart is a modest hireling, Amal, whose lone wish is to do great on the planet… maybe to such an extent, some may say it’s to his weakness. When I say “worker” I don’t mean he’s a slave, or procured to help other people, I am simply alluding to his intrinsic nature: to serve. At each possibility, Amal tries to serve and give.