Throw Him Away and Get a New One

Angus sat up. “What are you? A cop?”

“Oh gracious me, no.”

“So my wife sent you. Well, go on. Serve your papers and get out.”

“You’re under a misapprehension, Mr Highsmith.” Winthrop reached into his inside pocket and pulled out a business card. Angus took it with ill grace and read the copperplate lettering:

Mason Winthrop

Life Consultant

Angus flipped the card over but the reverse was blank. “What,” he asked, “is a life consultant?”

“I help people like you, Mr Highsmith. People whose lives have fallen apart. People who are sad, desperate and lonely. People who seriously contemplate drinking drain cleaner.”

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