Some cops with a twisted sense of humor, upon identifying a homeless person as a gang member, would even dump them in a rival gang's territory.
But these students wouldn't know any of this. Some of them probably didn't even know homeless people existed in this country.
Meanwhile, as Li Wei was driving home, Anya sat in a conference room, boredly twirling a pen.
Seated at the head of the table was the school's ace college admissions consultant, a former admissions officer from Princeton, Ms. Patricia Wood. She pushed up the tortoiseshell glasses on her nose and scanned the four girls sitting around the Harkness Roundtable—their families consisted of Wall Street hedge fund magnates, name partners at prestigious law firms, and, of course, Anya, the daughter of a top Eastern European oligarch.
"Ladies, I hate to be the one to pour cold water on you, but the situation this year is even more severe than last year."
