Blind Ambitions by Lolita Files

Author:Lolita Files
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: SOC035000
Publisher: Simon & Schuster
Published: 2000-04-15T00:00:00+00:00

WAIT FOR THE BEEP

Beep-Beep! Beep-Beep! Beep-Beep!”

Randall’s pager exploded for the tenth time in less than five minutes.

He reached down without looking and pressed a button that made the beeping stop. A young couple seated at the next table cut their eyes at him, not at all thrilled about the constant interruptions to their chicken-flavored love affair.

In fact, a number of diners at the Roscoe’s Chicken ’n Waffles near the corner of Pico and LaBrea were thoroughly annoyed. Since his arrival, Randall’s beeper had gone off twice during the first twenty minutes, and now it was out of control. While the customers were used to Hollywood types who came in talking on their cell phones and sporting overblown attitudes, ten beeps in only four and a half minutes was taking things a bit too far.

“Her again?” Steve asked, biting into a chicken wing. He had unbuttoned the cuffs of his white dress shirt, rolled up the sleeves, and was digging deeply into his meal.

“Who else,” Randall replied. “I’m just wondering when Meredith’s going to get the hint that I’m not calling back.”

Randall picked at his half-eaten chicken. He was much too hyped to have an appetite, which was a surprise. After the day he’d had, he expected to be a lot hungrier than he was.

“You should have done like me and turned your pager off.” Steve reached out with greasy fingers for his glass of lemonade. “The moment I got in your car, I eighty-sixed that puppy. I’ll be damned if I’m gonna let her page me to death.”

“Actually, I’m kind of enjoying it, even though this crowd looks like they’re about ready to lynch me.”

Randall gave the couple beside him a quick glance. Thankfully, they were making eyes at each other, not him.

“What pleasure would you get out of being paged by that bitch?” Steve mumbled, crumbs dropping out of his mouth, staining his shirt with grease.

“Have some class, player.” Randall smirked, watching the crumbs bounce off Steve’s chest and hit the table. “Check yourself. You don’t look like you’re about to be one of the heads of a soon-to-be-powerful company.”

Steve laughed, looking around to see who had noticed. He dabbed at his mouth with a napkin and brushed away the crumbs.

“That doesn’t happen often.”

“Considering how well you were brought up, it shouldn’t happen at all.”

“It’s the company I keep,” Steve replied.

Randall chuckled.

His pager went off again. The young couple flashed him a fiery look. He quickly pressed the button to silence the beeping.

“Just put it on vibrate,” Steve suggested. He dug into his waffle, which was swimming in butter and syrup, and closed his eyes as he savored the bread.

Randall sighed, pulled the pager from his hip, checked the number, changed the alert to vibrate, then put the pager back in place.

“The Diabolical?” Steve asked, still smacking his lips from the syrup.

“You know it.”

“Now tell me again, why is it you’re enjoying getting all these beeps?”

Steve took another drink of lemonade.

“I never said,” Randall replied. “Your crumbs distracted me. It’s because I haven’t been sweated this much since I was in college.

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