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Adventures of a proprietor of a topless steakhousethis story is part of the FanClub (fm:romantic, 8671 words) [10/16] show all parts

Author: supersoda
Added: Nov 14 2007Views / Reads: 349 / 258 [74%]Part vote: 10.00 (1 vote)
In which we tell a gripping tale of legal drama concerning the steakhouse of which I was the proprietor.
 


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Author's note: this chapter written by Supersoda and Will Buster.

Chapter ten

Ask anyone in the entire Southern California metropolitan area who knows WIlbreham Rungvishna, and one of the first things you will discover is that it is universally acknowledged that he is one deuce of a difficult chap to pull the wool over the eyes of. As a businessman, I have seen scam after scam, some extremely effective, others not so much, so, when the blow fell at about one o'clock in the afternoon, about the middle of the month of November, I had little difficulty in recognizing the missive for what it was. It was a court summons. As I had remarked, a few chapters ago, one of the principle reasons why I had hired Cindy as the 12th and final waitress of my initial group was due to her law background. It was inevitable, I felt, that an organization, like my own, would eventually get sued by the wrong thinking elements of society, and I had reasoned that having a law student on the payroll would be dashed useful if push came to shove.

Well, the inevitable had come around, and the wrong thinking elements of society had gotten their noses to the grindstone and had shoved. It was now, obviously, incumbent upon me to push, was the way I read this summons. My first instinct was to not push at all, but rather to curl into a small ball and spend the next several hours of my time fully employed with being terrified. I will not indicate who it was who had ...

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