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Where Mr Ariyo bad-mouths his secretary and the Australian National Cannelloni Team crash their plane.
Dear J. Cosmo Newbery.
Good day to you. There are something I found out yesterday. You can remember that I told you something before about my personal secretary how bad he is.
Yesterday, I found out that he used my name and my box to contact one lady on this same business, it was only God‚s intervention that made me to find out this things and I have stopped him from continuing with that woman and I have personally send a message to the woman too that she should forget everything about the business. That I have found somebody who will help me see to the end of the business.
I just decided to tell you this because I took you as my partner, so anything that goes on during this transaction I must let you know. So from now, I want to give you a password that you will be using for this transaction for security reasons „BETTER FLIGHTš and any mail that does not bear it please kindly disregard it for it is not from me.
Thanks for your understanding and co-operation.
Regards, Ariyo Jacob.
Dear Mr Ariyo,
What a bugger of a day! First my house was invaded by a herd of hungry Cantaloupe, looking for food. They ate all my carpets before I managed to shoo them out. And then, Mrs Newbery was in for surgery this morning and (I still can't believe this) a plane caring the Australian National Cannelloni Team crash into the hospital grounds and her surgery was called off.
Sorry if I sound a little weary - I have been out at her bedside at the hospital all night. I have just got in.
I am trying to raise the $16,000 you need. Obviously I did not have that sort of money in a jar on top of the fridge!
Be sure that God, or someone, will smile on our endeavours.
Eventually. Cosmo Newbery,