Chapter 50 - 2013
With a steaming mug in his hand, the real estate agent took a seat at his desk on Monday morning and cast a glance at his unusually short to-do list. Since March the property sector had frozen and, unless a miracle happened soon, he was facing ruin. All his money was tied up in properties that no one wanted to buy and in shares. The decline of ninety-eight percent of the stock exchange was in and of itself a m******e. The thought of taking his own life had crossed his mind – more than once. He glanced at the photo of his smiling little girl on his desk and shook his head to dispel the thought. He drained his coffee and dialed Lucy’s number, the most promising item on his list.
“Good morning, Ms. Hernandez. I’m calling from Dream Homes with regard to the interest of a fo
