LAID & BETRAYED (Getting Wrong With Mr. Wright) - Plot & Excerpts
Three days later, I was sitting in the office of Drew-Butler, the estate agents in Canterbury, studying the houses for sale on the computer. Father played golf with Peter Drew and, with his belief in hard work and discipline, I was spending a month of my holidays learning the art of the property business. I wasn't even being paid, but would earn a commission if I made a sale. My desk was adjacent to the main window and I felt like a dummy in a store as the shoppers and tourists wandered by. Most people in Canterbury are far too polite to stop and stare. But that Friday, the end of my first week, someone did stop, a man who shaded his eyes with his palms, not to study the photographs of the property for sale, but to get a better look at me. I turned away, and when I turned back again, he grinned and marched in the door. 'Good morning,' he said, and glanced at his watch. 'Sorry, good afternoon.' I stood. 'Sorry, yes,' I stammered.
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