The Old Chapel had been on the ‘For-Sale Portfolio’ at Winns Estate Agency for just over a year, a few months longer than Karl Banks had actually worked for the firm. At the office there was a sweepstake style prize running, thankfully which Karl was a part of, that went to the employee who managed to sell the creepy wreck of a building. The prize fund was paid into by the participants monthly, a mere five pounds each held in a big glass-style sweet jar and secured in the office safe. With his, and the other four more experienced agents paying into it every month for the last ten months the bounty heading Karl’s way was two hundred and fifty pounds, a sizeable amount on his rookie wage. Added to the commission the sale had netted him, all in all, it had been a very profitable day.
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