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‘’ Is that the only solution?’ Lance asked his lawyer. But he already knew it was. The problem was money for a decent choice and the feds were already beginning to seize his accounts. In fact he had no time to even make an appointment at NEWLIFE Incorporated, relying on his trusty burglary skills to gain access. The good old boy from the south who never had much use for blacks was being pursued by an up and coming black district attorney with a vengeance and he had to disappear fast. After midnight, he managed to get through the last lock and enter the client selection booth, only to find his worst fears realized when he checked his accounts, every nickel seized, and NEWLIFE was only for millionaires. And on top of which he heard a commotion outside, his burglary had been discovered!
All he could do now was check any available NEW LIVES that offered him a way out in exchange for service, figuring he might be assigned to some foreign legion. Only one came up and he heard the doors being opened in the outside corridor! and his name being mentioned. They were looking for HIM!
Whatever the choice was, he had to click the button, and just as he did, he had a visual image of the job description. Too late!
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