“What’s your name?” He asked taking a sip of red wine from its glass, they were seated in a private room while he waited for his meal. She had declined having anything, not even water.
“How’s that your business?” She asked back determined to be as annoying as possible, the plan was to frustrate him into leaving her alone.
“I’m curious.” He shrugged
“Curiosity killed the cat.” She said.
“How did a girl like you end up swindling people?” He tried again
“Like I said, not your business.” Was her reply.
“Okay, how about my property, which you made me pay for? Can I have it back?” She smiled
“Too late, sold it.” He knew she was lying, there was no way in hell she would have sold it by now but she wouldn’t be stupid enough to be carrying it on her, or would she?
“That’s a lie.” He said, proceeding to explaing “Lying and stealing go together, you can’t do one without the other but you already know that I’m sure since you’re a seasoned con artist. Let me spell it out to you this way, you aren’t leaving here until you get me what’s mine and if you still prove stubborn, then I’ll have no choice but to hand you over to the police. I’ve got friends there, just one call and I don’t want to mention the things that might happen to you.” She raised a brow, looking unaffected
“Are you trying to scare me with all this tough talk? You’re wasting your time, I’ve handed it out for sale already. What’s it to you anyway, it’s just a million bucks which looking at you, you can afford without breaking a hint of a sweat so why are you so adamant about it all?”
“I don’t like being played a fool and I sure as hell don’t like when someone takes what I do not give, that’s a great crime to me.”
“Well, too bad because it’s already happened, you’re just going to have to move on.” This girl was starting to get on his damn nerves. It was like talking to a brick wall, nothing was going into her head.
“Move on? Okay, how about the clerk who might get fired for your actions, how do you expect her to move on?” He asked
“That’s not my problem.” She told him
“You like to appear, cold and non chalant, don’t you? Like you don’t give a damn about anything that doesn’t concern you?” She shrugged
“I don’t appear, that’s actually the way I am.”
“No,” He disagreed
“That’s just what you’d like me to think. You do have feelings in there, you just keep it hidden so you appear not to have a care in the world.”
“Whatever.” She waved his words away with her hand
“Look, we all have issues of our own we need to solve and only the strongest survive, that’s life. One has got to do whatever it took to survive.” He narrowed his eyes “Whatever happened to you, who would have thought someone with your kind of looks would be so cold, distant and conniving. Where’s your humanity?” She laughed
“Now you believe the saying ‘looks can be deceiving’ right? My humanity is long gone, Mr Williams, there’s no hope for me.” She got up and carried her tote bag which was the large bag ladies liked to carry.
“Where are you going, We’re not done.”
“I have to use the restroom,” She replied. Ise got up,
“Sal will accompany you.” He told her signalling to Sal to follow her. She faked a smile
“Dearest Sal, the watch dog, I’m not surprised.” She said walking past him accidentally bumping into his chest as her foot slipped “oops.” She said hanging on to his jacket for support. He caught a whiff of her perfume as he held her at the shoulders to settle her. Her eyes held his for a second, she was even more stunning up close, how was that possible? That one girl could possess so much beauty.
“Thank you.” She said with another fake smile that didn’t touch her eyes. He watched her leave, Sal following close behind.
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That figure of hers was starting to get to him, making him think crazy things like what she looked like underneath those clothes. He didn’t like the feeling. The girl was a criminal and she’d said it herself, there was no hope for her. It was quite sad, He could have helped her if she had been willing but the way things were at the moment, she wasn’t looking for any help. He wondered what he would do about the jewelry set. He’d already gotten another for Jeje, he could let this go but he didn’t want her off the hook that easy. He couldn’t bring himself to take her to the police, he was too soft hearted to do that to a lady even if she was a seasoned criminal.
She’d claimed to have no heart but he felt differently recalling the way she’d smiled at him back at Essenza while admiring the jewelry she’d later stolen. She wasn’t a lost cause, something told him that but could he help someone who needed no help from him? Why was he even bothering himself? Yeah, she was hot and stunning but there were a lot of stunning ladies out there who didn’t con people out of huge amounts of money. He wouldn’t let her go easily. She would have to give him back the jewelry, if he put more pressure on her, she just might give in.
While he was still contemplating what to do some ten minutes later, Sal came into the room alone. That wasn’t good.
“Where is she?” Sal had an apologetic look on his face
“I’m sorry Sir, I lost her.”
“You did what?” Ise immediately began searching for his wallet to pay the bill, if they left now, they could probably still find her.
“Damn it.” He cursed finding his pockets empty, realising that she’d made away with his wallet and phone.