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Gabby had a rat problem. Nothing had worked. Giving up, she phoned an exterminator. The doorbell rang as soon as she hung up the phone.
“Mrs Johnson?”
“Yes…” said Gabby frowning.
“I’m Gunther from Little Mountain Exterminators.” The short bearded man and three similar looking men in blue overalls squeezed past her.
Gabby followed them to the kitchen. “That was quick!”
Gunther shrugged. “We were in the area.”
“Boss!” shouted one of the men. “He’s in here!” The dwarf kicked at a kitchen cupboard.
“Get em boys!”
The men snatched little axes from their belts and bashed Gabby’s kitchen to pieces.
Gabby stumbled away from the destruction. “Oh my!”
“It’s the only way.”
A rat scurried away from demolition. Gunther swept it up. “Problem solved.”
“My kitchen!”
Guther handed her a card. It said: “Little Mountain House Repairs.”
