Prologue
Morgan sighed as she set the bill down on the table. She went to get the mail as pondered on how she could possible pay the bills this month, she was already working extra hours and would feel to guilty asking her parents for money.
The mail box was rammed full of junk mail, bills and The New York Times. Walking up the drive, arms loaded, Morgan tripped on a loose patio tile. Picking herself up and the mail, she went for the newspaper. As she straightened up, she noticed an article.
Want a job where you can earn $1000s a week
A job which is very pleasurable
With a company all over the USA and Europe
Call 0800-dream-job
Morgan strolled back into the kitchen and headed to the phone. She dialled and held the receiver to her ear.
"Hello?"