The Ticket XIII
The Ticket XIII June 1988 Donald R Murphy sat in the rear of Hannity’ s Pub, He was nursing, as he always did, a pint of ale. He was re reading a letter that had came for him a week ago. Dear Donald: Your nephew will soon inherit my sizable fortune. I am a bit worried that he may have a problem. As you know from our previous correspondence he still has trouble with his war wounds. There is a criminal echelon in this area I feel they may try to interfere with the peaceable transition of the transference of my wealth to him. I will advance you 2 million dollars to assist him from behind the scenes as we discussed before. The Scorpion is my main fear…he is a certified able Lunatic. Here is …