Elena followed the direction that Angelo told her. It was nine o’ clock compass direction and it pointed at another young woman. “Who’s she?” Elena pulled the bridge of her glasses down from her nose. Angelo sighed. “Iréne’s right hand!” Elena bowed her eyebrows. “What’s she doing?” She hissed at Angelo. Angelo bit his finger to cover his mouth while he was speaking. “To arrange the meetings between Iréne Belle and Fred Tiger. They should avoid public’s attention on their…you know!” He sniffed. “I smell another agenda!” He obscurely looked at the blonde girl passing them with the man from the café through his side eye. Angelo asked for the waitress their bills and gave a normal amount for tips. “What’re we doing next?” Elena almost wiped off her artificial moustache but Angelo asked her not to do it. She shrugged and looked at Angelo who keeping an eye on the street. “Waiting. I want to know what’s business they are dealing with that blonde chic. You know her, don’t y
Elena sighed but her ears could catch a gasp coming out from Angelo’s lips as he pressed the button to open the door of his red sport car for her. He took a glimpse of her who checking her long white earrings where she inserted the tiny speakers into. “Selena…” he paused and called Elena with her operation name. “I’ll be around you but promise you, you won’t notice me…it’ll be easier for you to work!” He wiped his nose while his other hand was still on the steer. Elena gave him a quick nod and grabbed a silver colored leathered with some metal ornamented purse. “If everything bad happens... everything… just bump your chest area three times where Val attached the mics…” Angelo added his final instruction as Elena was ready to get off from the car. “Good luck…” he put two fingers on his forehead and swayed it as a sign of readiness for working. Elena drew a long inhale and walked into the room where the music from DJ had welcomed her. She tried to walk with a natural swaying an
Duncan heavily glanced at Elena who was walking next to him. “Are you waiting for some friends in this party?” Elena turned her head down, just a few seconds then she landed her eyes on Duncan’s face. “I am representative of a company...you know…” she paused and shrugged. “This resort is a prospective place…my company provide such kind of service, how about you?” The man curled his nose as he looked quite excited. “Good!” only that such kind of words he gave as a retort. They had returned to the room and the music had changed the rhythm. They came to the room with table serving some pastry and snacks. “So, are you waiting for some colleagues?” Elena asked him before biting a chunk of tuna cocktail sandwich with some tropical fruits. Duncan smirked and stopped eating his pastry on the plate he brought. Elena directed her eyes to the corner where Duncan was gazing at. She nearly ran out of air as her eyes caught who those people were. ‘Martinez and the young man who calle
“Honey, look who is with me?” a female voice interrupted inside the room. Elena had attached a small device, functioned as speaker on the wall, nobody heard the conversation inside the room only her since the equipment was connected to some electric devices on her earrings. The device was magnificent sophisticated in listening conversation although it was happening behind the wall, but also separated room. One of her hands was covering that device and she could grab it easily since its cost wonderfully expensive as she decided to leave the room after finishing to record those people’s conversation inside Fred Tiger’s room secretly. ‘It must be Irène…’ Elena took a sip of her drink before putting it back to the waitress’s tray. She saw people was gathering but she chose to stand around the access facility, making her easier to leave the room whenever it was urgent. Elena sighed. She heard Angelo speaking from the other side of the room through the device in her earrings. “Clear.
The car entered the road remotely reside from office hours crowded but some houses with the touches of modern family ranched neighborhood along the road welcomed them. The green grassland with spacious landscape where some horses were grassing to and running wildly gave them the air of rural modern living. The big shady trees were growing on the one side of the road. The red horizons had colored the sky as the lamp streets started lite up. Elena gazed the scenery through the car’s window. Angelo stopped the car in the front of a place with deco painting and it had spacious entrance, there were palm trees and the flowers garden. Elena entered the place with Angelo walking next to her. They saw Johnny Sly was waiting for them. He was wearing a casual outfits with a Hawaiian motif shirt. “Welcome Elena, Angelo…” Johnny rose from his seat and signed them to take a seat. They were at the open air terrace. All the furniture were painted in deco. A mid aged woman dressed in a ma
Elena rested her body on the bed and lifted the two legs upright on the bed as she was reclining. She was thinking about Martinez and everything about him. She put her fingers on the forehead to give some massages. ‘I am pretty sure that he wasn’t a vet assistant as he told me,’ Elena thought and rose from the bed. ‘Bernard, the young man who was called by Duncan Gordo, he seemed to act as Martinez’s or Edward Philippe’s personal assistant…he was holding a meeting with Fred Tiger and must be a business deal…but what is it? Why is he going to be trapped by the bad tricks of Maria Françise?’ She put the silver colored dress with half backless that wrapped her body down on the room floor and barely naked she walked towards the bathroom. She filled in the bathtub with warm water and poured the olive oil also a bubble soap with the scent of wild orchid that were prepared for her. She got into the bathtub and had uncovered her red wavy middle shaggy cut wigs off. She soaked herse
Johnny Sly moved his body and slid to get closer to the woman who leaning her front body on the hand trails of the porch. “How is your mom?” He asked with a soft tone, trying to converse and killing the awkwardness. Elena sighed. “She’s going better, Boss!” She answered, switching a glance from the rose and lavender in the garden to the man she worked for. That evening, Johnny looked fresh with his half wet hair version and body cologne with combination of musk and citrus. Conversation dimmed for some moments as Elena recalled the time she met that man who within a few months then, she worked for him and his clients. It was one messy afternoon, they got bumped each other in the street, she was rushing to the hospital before catching her evening class while he was rushing to catch a time for meeting with a client. The man in dark formal suits helped her got up from the ground and collected the scattered pieces of her old mobile phone. He gave her his business card before lea
“I hope you sleep well!” Johnny sipped his coffee, they were having a breakfast by swimming pool. As usual he put his scanning stare at Elena while she walked to approach him just to say: “Good morning Boss.” Angelo was getting some toasted bread he had done, swaying his hand in the air as his fingers got hot after picking the bread from the toaster. “Good morning Elena,” he stopped spreading blueberry jam on those oat bread, he greeted Elena and humbly poured two cups of coffee, for himself and her. Elena sighed then gave a quick nod for Angelo’s greeting. “Good morning, Angelo. Hope you sleep well…” she murmured. She put some pasta on her plate and two slices of chicken sandwiches with three spoons of salad. Breakfast wasn’t served by the kindness of female assistants as they got dinner the night before, at that morning, the meals were served on the table near the garden area while they could have breakfast with swimming pool scenery. Elena took the same table with Ange