. . . I think not Ill read the papers ask questions Im sure Ill
have an youll answer First
disgruntled bored Listen. I’ve done this hundreds of times. I haven’t
much time. If you’ll sign the papers I’ll vouch that there’s nothing in them harmful
to you.
Just sign the papers.
he picked his reading glass up
put them on and began to read
he had questions
the terse monotone answers were
what he had anticipated he struck
several clauses miffed the interlocutor Okay. They’re
not that significant. Not to you
he was feeling funny
since he woke
he slept like he was druggedslept
the whole night
he hadnt done that
since he could remember when
Okay?
Yes
Sign the papers, please.
he did
he didnt recognise his signature
that was when he realised he wasnt
unwell feeling funny rather had been infiltrated invaded
as he signed he felt the man
across from him watch
looking up he smiled at him like a wolf
Now that didn’t hurt, did it?
Although it was painful for me doing
business with you. Droll. I’ll say this.
Of all the signatures I’ve taken, despite the exhaustive methods to prepare you,
by far, you went the longest. You should, no, you ought to, take some solace in
that.
I’m
not blowing smoke up your ass.
he felt a thickness in his
throat cleared it
Tha
thas not my signature
As you’re aware, I’m a notary. We
established who you are before you signed.
Come now. Certainly no one signs their
name exactly alike very time.
he countersigned
Ohmy. looked up My
signature . is not exactly the same . . however it attests I witnessed yours.
he stamped it with a seal
Its not my signature
What?
Not mine
Don’t be absurd. Are you claiming
you are not you?think your wife would go to bed with you if you weren’t?
Its not mine
It suffices
1030, reggaefriday,
11 10. 24
1004, Thursday,
17 10. 24
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