Monday. 12/7/2010. 5:00 pm.
The Pastor’s voice boomed through the screen of the HP tablet. “Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence …”
Of things not seen. I completed in my mind. This was the man I was scheduled to meet. The high net worth client Speedy had managed to arrange for me – my first six figure ‘Aristocrat’.
The other girls in my dorm room at Moremi hall were a bunch of nerds – Engineering students who spent most of their time solving equations or talking about equations. As far as I knew, the only thing they did for leisure was gossip about me behind my back.
(Yawns) … I no get their time!
If not for the Dean that messed up, I was supposed to have a whole room to myself. After settling the Idiot in kind, all I got was a…
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