7.c.ii.
There were too
many levels, too many rooms. He needed
to go up, but it seemed as though these passages always went down two or three
levels for every one ascent.
After escaping
the boudoir of the irresistibly seductive Pink Slip, Franklin Buck found
himself at the offices doors of a business called Pinnacle Inc. The walls of the place were of quarried
sandstone and strange Egyptian-like hieroglyphs marched across all the surfaces.
Before he
could enter he was forced to buy a franchise business, but the purpose and
operation of the business was never made clear in the paperwork. The only thing that was made clear was that
it was expected of him to “sign up customers” upon whose fees he would earn
residual income and, more importantly, to “sign up representatives” upon whose
customers he would each additional residuals.
After that
he’d entered the crazy sandstone structure.
And now he was
lost.
Every
stairwell he discovered was guarded by a sphinx and the sphinx demanded that he
sign up five additional customers or one rep before he could gain entry to the
ascending stair.
