Wessex Papers #3: OutsmartHarper Collins, 30. jun. 2009 - 256 sider Date: October 23 Dear Mr. Ellis: As you know, I've always held your son in the highest esteem. It pains me to have to inform you of his involvement in various illegal and immoral money-making schemes on the Wessex campus. Details attached. Winslow is at a critical juncture in his education and can not afford any blemishes on his record. Toward that end, I am offering to overlook his transgressions in exchange for a donation of $300,000 to the enclosed account number. I trust you will take care of this matter in a timely fashion. Phillip Olsen In the satisfying conclusion Sunday and Fred pull off the scam of the century -- and beat the blackmailers at their own game. |
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