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Chapter 16.
Brenda woke the next morning, her eyes red from the tears of the previous
night. She dressed and went to work, no sense making myself sick about
this she reasoned.
Brenda walked in the front door and called Carla to let her know she was
there.
"Hi Carla, I'm here."
"Thank God, the phones have been crazy, good luck."
Brenda barely had time to remove her sweater before the phone rang.
"Good morning, Universal."
"I have to talk to Melissa, is she there?"
"Miss Benson won't be in for another hour, how may I help you?"
"I have to have that girl, this is Jan Morris, the director of marketing
for Calvin Klein, have her call me." and the phone went dead.
God what was that? Brenda wondered.
The phone rang again and it was pretty much the same, I want that Voss
girl, have Melissa call me before she talks to anyone else. Brenda took
at least twenty calls over the next hour and all pertaining to Tiffany.
Everyone wanted her.
Melissa finally came through the door, looking much the worse for wear.
It was obvious that she hadn't slept much the night before but she did
have a satisfied look on her face.
"Good morning Brenda, any calls?"
"It's been crazy," Brenda answered, before she handed Melissa a stack of
phone messages. "Everyone wants Tiffany."
"I saw that add yesterday, she did look good, thanks," Melissa said as
she took the messages and went into her office.
Tiffany arrived several minutes later.
"Hi Brenda."
"Tiffany, thank God you're here, you won't believe what's going on.
Everyone wants you."
"Everyone?"
"Yes, everyone."
"Who's everyone?"
"See that Cosmopolitan magazine over there, open any page and that's who
wants you, girl, you're famous."
"I'm not famous, I've only been on one back page."
"You wouldn't know it from the calls this morning, everyone wants the
Voss girl."
The phone rang on Melissa's extension.
"Yes Melissa."
"When Tiffany gets here send her right in."
"She just arrived, Tiffany, Melissa wants you in her office."
Tiffany went to Melissa's office and opened the door.
"Tiffany, come in here and close the door."
Tiffany entered and shut the door behind her.
"Tiffany do you have any idea of the excitement you are creating in the
industry? Everyone wants you, we're going to make so much money, God,
this is so exciting."
"What am I supposed to do?" Tiffany asked.
"Just keep being yourself, don't change a thing," Melissa answered.
"I am being myself. People stop me for an autographs and it's
embarrassing."
"Tiffany, that's the price of fame. You might as well get used to it
because you've hit the big time," Melissa said, "your going to be a busy
girl."
"Busy? Doing what?"
"Shows on the runway and photo shoots, Revlon wants you, do you know what
that means?"
"No."
"It means you're a millionaire girl and so am I," Melissa exclaimed
excitedly. "You have a show for Bloomingdale's this afternoon so you'd
better get going."
"What will I be wearing?"
"What ever rags they want you to wear, who cares, you're a big buck girl
now. Tomorrow I've lined you up for another show in the morning and a
photo shoot in the afternoon and evening, it's going to be a long day so
get some rest tonight."
"Yes Melissa."
Brenda was waiting for her friend to come out of Melissa's office.
"What did she say?" Brenda asked.
"She said that I'm a millionaire."
"Oh my God."
"I'll talk to you later I have a show to do at Bloomingdale's, I'll call
you tonight when I get home."
Tiffany left for her assignment while Brenda tended to the increasing
number of phone calls.
The agency door opened and the ever cheerful Ron entered.
"Good morning Brenda, is Tiffany around?" he asked.
"Hi Ron, no you just missed her, why?"
"I wanted her to sign my Sunday paper before she becomes famous."
"Well judging by the phone calls this morning she already is."
"Melissa called, is she in?" Ron asked.
"Hold on, I'll see if she's busy," Brenda said. "Melissa, Ron's here to
see you. She said to come in. She said her office is freezing."
"Thanks, you look good today."
"Ron you're not fooling anyone, I could look like shit and you would say
the same thing, but thanks anyway," Brenda said.
Ron seemed to be spending a long time in Melissa's office and Brenda
wondered if that had anything to do with the drugs. I'll have to see if I
can place a listening device in there soon, it might save a lot of time.
The front door opened and Mario came in with his morning delivery.
"Hi," he said.
"Hi," Brenda replied.
"You look nice," Mario said.
"You're just saying that because were friends."
"Really, you look very nice, and thanks for coming over yesterday, you
made quite an impression on the family."
"I did? I hope it was good."
"My mom loves you, she wants you there again next week."
"Really?"
"Yep, and I would like that too."
"Can I think about it? I really like you Mario but I don't want to rush
things. I don't want your mom to get the wrong idea about us, after all
we just started dating."
"I feel the same way. My mom is already marrying us off, I'm telling you,
she thinks you walk on water."
"I like her too. She's so sweet. Are those all of the packages for
today?" Brenda asked.
"There is one package for Melissa marked personal, shall I bring it in to
her?"
"Go ahead, better knock first though, Ron is in there and who knows what
they might be doing."
"Ron and Melissa, I doubt anything would be happening with those two."
"You never know," she giggled.
Mario knocked on the door and Melissa asked him to enter. He delivered
the package and continued with his deliveries.
"I'll phone you at home later tonight," he said to Brenda.
"Talk to you later," she responded.
The rest of the day went smoothly for Brenda other than the growing
discomfort of her breasts. She would have to get smaller forms soon
because the constant pressure was becoming unbearable.
Brenda called Tiffany when she got home. The answering machine picked up
so she left a message to call her back.
Mario called and they made the usual chit-chat about the day with the
exception that Mario asked her out for a snack Wednesday evening after
work which she accepted.
Brenda called Maria after that and left a message about her breast forms
and the need for smaller ones, she hoped Maria would call back soon.
It was after nine before Tiffany called.
"Hello," Brenda said into the phone.
"Hi, it's me. God I'm so tired. I didn't think I'd ever be able to go
home," Tiffany said.
"Did the show last this long?" Brenda asked.
"No, there was a party afterward. Melissa showed up and was selling me to
all kinds of people. It was strange, people were fawning all over me. It
really was exciting."
"You're a star now Tiffany, things are going to change for you. Don't
forget why were here, we have to find Melissa's drug source."
" I'm trying but you have no idea of what it's like having this kind of
attention all the time. Have you heard from Bill Cline?"
"No I haven't. I think I'll call him tomorrow and see if they've found
anything."
"I'll see you tomorrow, I have to get some sleep. I have a show in the
morning and then a photo shoot after that, it's going to be another long
day," Tiffany said.
Tuesday was very much like Monday. There was a flurry of phone calls
about Tiffany and another visit by Ron.
"I have to check Melissa's office again," Ron said.
"She's not in, go on in and do what you do," Brenda said.
"After I'm done I'll need to check the coffee room too."
"I'm sure you will," Brenda answered with a bit of sarcasm in her voice.
Mario came in next with his usual pile of boxes.
"Hi, how's it going today?"
"Pretty good, how about you?" she asked with her best smile.
"Pretty good, do you have time for lunch?"
"I wish I did, but I have an errand to run, maybe tomorrow, that way I
can make up for today."
"Don't forget we have a dinner date tomorrow."
"You can be sure I haven't forgotten that."
"Good, see you later."
Noon came and Brenda left for lunch. Her real mission was to call Bill
Cline and she couldn't do that at the office.
Brenda called Bill Cline on her cell phone from a nearby restaurant.
"FBI."
"Bill Cline, please," Brenda said.
The call was transferred.
"Bill Cline."
"Bill, hi, it's Brenda."
"Hi Brenda, what's up?"
"I was wondering if you found anything on the list I gave you?"
"We're almost done with it. We've cleared all but Ron English, Jack
Larsen, and Susan Marques."
Brenda breathed a sigh of relief. Mario had been cleared of suspicion.
"Oh, I forgot, that Puccinelli guy is still active too. We're trying to
find more information about him, but it's difficult because of his time
in Colombia."
Brenda's heart sank when Bill said that. Mario wasn't cleared after all.
"Bill, I have to return to work, can we meet later?" Brenda asked.
"Sure, how about tonight, around eight?"
"I have nothing going on, that will work."
"I'll meet you at the same place as last time, see you then."
"Bye Bill."
Brenda returned to work and she was agitated. Her breasts were bothering
her and her boyfriend was under suspicion. Maybe its all a
misunderstanding, something that will be easy to straighten out, Mario
couldn't be the source, damn bra. Brenda's mind was in a whirl as her
anger grew over the situation she found herself in.
Tiffany called and said that she was on her way to the photo shoot and
that the show went well.
"I'll call you later tonight when I get home," Tiffany said.
"I'm seeing Bill Cline after work for a drink. I'll talk to you when I'm
finished with him," Brenda said.
Brenda's day ended and she found her way to the restaurant for the
meeting.
"Hey pretty lady, found your way back, did you miss me?" Danny asked,
while giving Brenda his biggest smile.
"Danny my world would end if it weren't for you," Brenda said, her voice
dripping with sarcasm.
"At least you remembered my name," Danny said.
"I'll bet you don't remember mine."
"I never forget a pretty woman's name, lemon drop, right?"
"Lemon drop is what I drink you goof," she giggled, "See you did forget
my name."
"You got me, I always remember the drink and not the name that goes with
it, so, what is your name?"
"Brenda."
"You aren't meeting that guy again are you?"
"Yes, why?"
"You two seem so different, you're pretty and sexy and he's, well, old."
"That's not nice Danny, actually it's a business meeting. We work
together."
"That's a relief, I would have hated to break up a nice couple like you
two, maybe there's hope for me yet."
"Danny, you're a flirt."
"It's good for business."
"And all this time I thought you loved me, you broke my heart," laughed
Brenda.
"Can I get you a lemon drop?"
"Sure, why not."
Danny returned with Brenda's drink and placed it in front of her and
asked, "What do you do when you're not hanging out in this upscale
establishment?"
"I work for a modeling agency, I told you that the last time I was here.
I'm the receptionist."
"I'm sorry, I meet a lot of people and sometimes I forget, I'll remember
next time though. Does that guy work for the agency too?"
"Umm, kind of, he's an investor."
"I'll bet he'd like to invest in you, be careful with guys like that
Brenda."
"I will be, oh, here he comes now."
"I remember his name too, mister double Jack, don't let him drive you
anywhere."
"I won't."
Bill wandered over to Brenda and sat down next to her.
"Hi Brenda, have you been here long?"
"No, I just got here myself."
"Give me a double Jack over please," Bill said to Danny.
"Do you have the list?" Brenda asked.
"Just a partial one, maybe we should find a table, I really don't want
anyone else to see this."
The hostess led Brenda and Bill to a table and placed their drinks down
for them. Bill finished his drink and ordered another.
"This is what I have so far," he said. "There really isn't a lot to go on
right now but there are some leads. Jack Larsen is a mystery. I can't
find anything about him other than he visits Melissa once a month with a
package of what we don't know. I'm going to leave him up to you and
Tiffany to find out what he's doing. The next guy is Ron English. He has
an interesting connection to this group. We can't find anything that he
has done wrong in the past other than being Lon English's brother. Lon is
a different case. He's doing five to ten for selling meth and for
assault. Now here's an interesting twist about him. He was dating Susan
Marques before he was sent away. He was an engineer in the same building
as his brother, in fact Ron got him the job. That was where Susan met Lon
and they started seeing each other. We don't know if Susan knew anything
about the meth thing or not, but she still visits Lon once a week and has
had conjugal time with him on more than one occasion. Other than that we
have drawn a blank so far."
"What about Mario Puccinelli?"
"He's an interesting guy, were still trying to find out more about him.
All we have so far is that he was involved in delivering cocaine to
Panama in truck loads of cow shit, oops I'm sorry, I mean manure. We're
not sure if he knew he was delivering drugs or not and we're still
looking into it with an undercover operative in Colombia. I can tell you
this. He's a very lucky man. On his last delivery he was almost killed.
We think the government was involved in some kind of payoff and some
soldiers were going to make an example of him, but he was able to escape
before they shot him. We're looking into whether he was the courier that
took the payoff or just some innocent shmuck that was in the wrong place
at the wrong time."
"When will you know more about him?"
"It might be a while, things move slow down there so I want you to keep
an eye on him and see what you might turn up."
Brenda wondered how she was going to do that. She had fallen in love with
Mario and now she was being asked to investigate him. This shouldn't have
happened, she should have kept to herself and just been an agent and not
tried so hard to be a girl, especially a girl with a boyfriend. She
especially didn't want to be the one to find out that Mario was the drug
connection for Melissa, if he was at all. She would have to be careful
about her feelings toward Mario and try not to let them interfere with
the investigation.
"What about the Ron connection?"
"We have a lot of work to do with that one. Just try to keep your eye on
him and Susan when they are around. As much as I hate to say this, I
think we might be in this thing for the long haul. There are too many
things that don't add up."
"Thanks for the good news, we thought we would be done with this thing in
a month."
"The way it's going, we'll be lucky if we're done in six months. I hate
to run Brenda but I have a date tonight."
"You have a date, with whom?"
Brenda couldn't believe her ears. Bill had a date. Who would want to go
out with him? He wasn't what you could call a catch and with his drinking
he smelled of booze. The woman must be really hard up.
"It's my mother's birthday and I'm taking her out for dinner."
"Wish her happy birthday for me," Brenda replied. For some reason the old
saying 'a face that only a mother could love' kept running through her
head.
Brenda finished her drink and headed for the front door.
"Hey Brenda leaving so soon?" Danny asked.
"I'm expecting a phone call from my girl friend," Brenda said.
"Well hurry back when you aren't meeting with your friend."
"I'll do that Danny, see you later."
Brenda could feel Danny's eyes following her as she left the bar. Being a
girl is so much fun Brenda thought. Being pursued was much more fun than
being a guy and trying to make it with a girl. All a girl had to do was
look pretty and men would do anything for you, God I love this, was her
only thought.
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