Joe checks into a motel. That night he's awakened twice by crank calls. The caller says nothing, just hangs up. What's happening?
"It will be a pity to sell them," Lady Dudley sighed. "But we do so need the money, at least until this stock market thing turns around."
Someone's been naughty this Christmas. Can you solve the mystery?
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Dewey Rafer had never met anyone's expectations of him. He was such a screw-up, that no matter how he worked the angles, something always went wrong.
"Get off, buddy," the grizzled old man shouted.