The young man was sweating profusely in the searing heat, thanks in no small part to the heavy woolen suit he was wearing. Despite this, the skin of the man beside him in the bright, well-tailored red suit was completely dry, and he showed no signs of discomfort.
Ringing the doorbell of the modest single-story house, he felt little remorse — only a mild irritation and the continued sense of unease that had accompanied his every move since the man in the red suit had joined their little criminal outfit.
A small, fierce-eyed old woman answered the door, whose body’s slow speed was clearly an impediment to the pace and energy of her character.
“Good afternoon, ma’am.” He handed her a card.
Barnes, Cullum, and Smith, Attorneys at Law.
She looked unamused.
“Ma’am, my colleague and I are here today to serve a court summons related to your property here. Due to improper filings, ownership is being disputed; you are needed in court to advocate your case.”
“That’s impossible! Why… I don’t see how… And in my condition!”
“We would, of course, be happy to appear in court to represent you.”
“We would require only a small fee and a number of the necessary documents.”
“Ah. I see.”
Her eyes gleamed with an unconstrained and righteous malice.
“You impudent, predatory shit! Devil take you, devil take your ‘colleague,’ and devil take your little card of lies!”
For the first time, the man in the red suit spoke:
“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for someone to say that.”
And with a snap of his fingers he, the scammer, and the business card disappeared, never to be seen again.
Author’s Note: This story fairly closely follows the source; my only real change was making the old woman realize that she was being duped and pulling it into a modern setting. (Since our legal system and that of old England share a great deal of structure and terminology, it wasn’t very far to go anyway.)
Source: “The Friar’s Tale: The Story of the Summoner” in The Chaucer Story Book by Eva March Tappan, via the course UnTextbook.