"It was about 7 o'clock on a breezy Monday night. I was knocking down a Scotch and soda before the cab ride home when the wind blew in a tousled blonde too lightly dressed for the weather. In that outfit, she was begging for a chest cold in several places at once so I did what came naturally - I asked if she had insurance."
So began an insurance underwriting course with a detective theme.
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