There are three men putting the squeeze on Harry, but the main guy, Alan Raimy, is probably one of the most despicable villains I’ve ever come across in literature. If he agreed to terms like that, he wouldn’t be Harry Mitchell anymore. They want $105,000 a year for as long as they want it. He can weigh the pain and decide if he can take it. He’d spent months thinking each day was going to be his last day. He’d faced the prospect of death several thousand feet up in the air during the war. Harry isn’t the type of guy who is going to go all weak in the knees. When he goes over to see her and finds the cold barrel of a long pistol stuck in his neck, he realizes that whatever pleasure he had received from knocking boots with a girl half his age was about to be eclipsed by embarrassment and financial blackmail. Feeling young was something Harry had been missing. She wasn’t even as good in bed as Barbara, but she was young and fun. He wasn’t looking for a girl it just kind of happened. His wife Barbara keeps herself in shape with jogging and playing tennis and is still a very attractive women. He was a World War Two ace fighter pilot who came back from the war and started his own manufacturing company that employs hundreds of people. Harry Mitchell did everything that he was supposed to do. ”We picked the wrong guy,” Leo Frank said.
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