Now that my job is finished, I can concentrate on the couple
that has been following me for the past few days. They haven’t even tried to be
discreet. They really must have no idea who they are dealing with, or they’re
even more foolish that my agent reported. They get up and walk over to my
table. Looks like Option B.
“Well played, my dear chap. Well played. We almost didn’t
see you slip whatever it was you slipped onto the pizza, and we were watching you
carefully waiting for you to do your deed.”
“Enjoy your small victory, because you won’t have long. I
never leave loose ends, and you have both just become just that.”
“Now, now, my dear sir, there’s no call for that. We wish to
engage your services. I am – ”
“Kim Sainsworth and his wife Becky Broodgewith-Sainsworth, owners
of Eternal Eden Skin Care, Inc. I know who you are, and I know why you are
here. My agent has already told you no. Approaching me in person won’t change the
answer.”
“But this wandering interloper is the most dangerous and
difficult prey ever. His head would be the crowning trophy of your collection.”
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