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For the savvy entrepreneur he had
become, life was just a series of business opportunities that allowed him
chances to pad his bank balance (the cash component he kept hidden away from
prying eyes, like every self-respecting businessman of his category did!) and
get one step closer to his dream house!
These days, his brainwaves came from
more sources than ever before, since he was connected to the Net via his
i-phone, his tablet, his laptop and his stationary desktop! He kept his ear
firmly to the ground, and in that very James Hadley Chase mode, was rewarded
with nuggets of information that people paid money to hear.
One day, when he walked sombrely on
a beach early in the morning, he suddenly caught snippets of conversations the
matrons and their paunchy husbands exchanged as they walked in the opposite
direction.
“Such a shame …”
“I couldn’t bear to look
….”
“There must be something
we can do …..”
He understood that
somewhere in the world something had occurred to shake the collective
conscience of the public – to shame or to revulsion or to horror!
Aircrash! Robbery! Page 3
scandal! Corruption uncovered in high places!
His mind raced! Absently,
his phone sprang to his hands and he checked CNN!
Soon, he smiled
with satisfaction! Beaches, he concluded, rightly, as it happened, were very
convenient places for consciences to be exploited! En masse. Involve an event
on any coast and watch sales figures rise vertically!
Now that the
world’s conscience was freshly pricked by the young child found dead on a beach
far away, he knew his “I Do Care” T-shirts would sell like hot chai! (275 words)
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