Mr. Wyatt was writing an email in the comfort of his posh office early that morning. From time to time, he kept glancing outside the office, mesmerized by the scenic view of the school buildings and the green park which was far apart on the other side.
It had been twenty years since he had been elected as the school director of Kingsville College. He remembered that day as if it was just yesterday. How he'd kissed his lovely wife. How his son had cheered him on as he walked nervously to shake the hand of his appointees. It had been a big day. He felt like a president that had just won an election.
All through the twenty years, he had had an easy time running the institution. Most of the parents were wealthy, diligent and cooperative citizens. Most of the students were intelligent and di
