When he boarded his plane at Johannesburg International Airport, South Africa, Goodwill, a brilliant chemist, was certain he would face climatic and cultural challenges in North America. On
arrival, he was ambushed by fighting-for-survival syndrome, against an existential nexus of phobia and presumption of incompetence. Snubbed at corporate corridors and fenced off from
professional gates, he took up a 'survival job' as a security guard and soon became a person of interest to the Royal Canadian Mount Police. Mrs. Cornby is a sex-crazed American, a widow and a
Democrat whose son was killed by Sunni insurgents in Iraq. She died of overdose of a mixture of barbiturates, alchohol, Xanax, Benzodiazipine and Morphine, and a chemist was the security guard
on duty the night of her death. Peter the taxi driver had $2million transferred to his Bahamas bank account weeks after Mrs. Cornby's death. He dined, wined and tummy-tucked and visited top
class massage parlours in and around Toronto. Goodwill was at the mercy of meticulous investigation and judicial providence.