The Seer Renee by C. R. Daems

Author:C. R. Daems [Daems, C. R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Talon Novels
Published: 2013-11-26T06:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

The committee

Willis sat relaxing in an oversized, leather office chair with his feet resting on a double pedestal desk as he waited for the clock to strike ten. Smoke from his La Corona filled the air. He smiled. Smokers thought the price of cigarettes was expensive. One puff of his 1937 La Corona cost more than a carton. He liked expensive things, and acting as a go-between for the wealthy and the crime world was how he afforded them. His clients had the money, and he had the connections.

As the hour hand ticked onto the twelve, a Big Ben chime from the antique clock began to sound the hour, and the monitor on the desk lit. One by one, colored boxes with smiley faces began to appear. When all six were lit, the Blue smiley face spoke.

"Well, Mr. Willis, have you set up the test case that will determine if Renee Mathur has her grandmother’s talent?"

"I had it set up for next week, but had to cancel when Ms. Mathur disappeared." Mr. Bishop was lucky Sheila had been able to cancel the contract. "Those kinds of arrangements may not work twice and are expensive to cancel. Professionals don't like dealing with amateurs who don't know what they want."

"That was unfortunate timing, and we will pay you whatever is necessary to ensure the person is well compensated for his inconvenience. The issue has been resolved, and you should continue with the test," Blue said.

"I'd like to wait for four or five weeks. I think a new development may provide a more reliable test than the previous one we had arranged. But it needs time to develop." The money the committee was offering would keep him in luxuries for life, and he wanted no mistakes. A botched test could alert the Renee woman and blow his chances of earning the commission. Worse yet, it could make him a loose end for Black.

"I think that is a wise decision. Time is running out, so we don't have time to experiment. Besides, this Renee isn't stupid. If she figures out we are testing her, she may leave town," Orange's smiley face said.

"I agree," Blue said, sounding determined. "You will have a definitive answer for us in five weeks."

"What if there is another—"

"Mr. Black will be available each night at ten. He will assist you in the event you need help, and he will keep us advised of your progress," Blue’s smiley face interrupted. "Mr. Black is adept at solving problems." Blue sounded amused. Mr. Willis wasn't. The message was clear. He would have a solution in five weeks, or he would become Mr. Black’s problem.

"I'm sure the situation will be resolved in five weeks, especially with Mr. Black's help if an unforeseen problem like the sheriff arises," he said, smiling a smile he didn't feel. The damn delays weren't his fault. The committee had screwed up with Mambo Eshe, and the yokels had been responsible for the latest problems. But of course that didn't matter.

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