Jamison knocked on the door and wiped his clammy hands on his trousers. Nothing like being called to the dean’s office to put the fear of God in any of the students on campus.
He couldn’t think of a single thing she might have insisted on this meeting for unless you counted his turning up with a hangover to her lecture yesterday.
The husky tone of her voice sent a bead of sweat down his neck. Jamison almost swallowed his tongue when he entered her office.
“Ma’am?” he asked.
“Ah, Jamison, about that extra tuition we agreed on.”
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