Burn District 1 by Jenkins Suzanne

Author:Jenkins, Suzanne [Jenkins, Suzanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-11-30T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Winston Clarke sat in the steam room at the Andover Country Club in downtown Fairfax, alone save his bodyguard, Ralph Jones, and secretary, Terry Kirkland. Terry, who disliked steam and disliked getting it with his boss even more, was resting against the wall with his eyes closed. “Terry, did you get in touch with Ben Adamiac?” Making sure his poker face was on; Terry sat up and opened his eyes. Perfect timing, no matter how long he waited for Clarke to engage him, he would always choose the minute Terry finally was comfortable.

“I did. He can meet with you on Tuesday.”

“Tuesday. Why wait until Tuesday? He should see me the moment I ask. Get him on the phone please and tell him I can’t wait. We need to talk this weekend preferably tonight.”

Standing up, Terry let the towel fall away, walking out of the room. Flaunting Kirkland’s trim youthful physique in contrast to Clarke’s porcine habitus was useful when he needed to get a little upper hand, next to impossible when he was clothed. Ralph watched Terry walk by, turning his head to prevent the boss from seeing his smile; he knew what Terry was doing after watching the two of them.

Ralph might just be a bodyguard to Clarke, but he was a student of personalities and the dynamic between the two men was a study in contrasts. He often wondered if they were lovers, but knowing Terry as well as he did now, doubted he’s be able to tolerate Clarke, who was a slob. Watching Clarke follow Terry’s slender form out of the room with his eyes, Ralph thought Clarke had probably caught on to Terry, but because he was so cute, let him get away with his shenanigans. No other secretary had lasted as long as he had.

“It might be time to look for a new secretary,” Clarke said, as though he’d been eavesdropping on Ralph’s inner dialogue.

“Why’s that?”

“He’s getting lazy,” Clarke replied.

“A familiar set of sins is easier to cope with than an unfamiliar set,” Ralph answered. “You’ll have to train someone all over again” Train wasn’t the right word. “Indoctrinate.”

Terry returned to the steam room, his phone to ear. “You’re probably right,” Clarke said. Terry hung up from the call.

“Ben’s utmost regrets; he’s taking his daughter back to school this weekend and they won’t be back until Tuesday.” Clarke spit out a venomous chuckle.

“Oh, no, no, no. He needs to see me now. Give me that phone.” Terry handed over his phone, bending over at the same time to pick up his towel, bare ass in the air.

“Kirkland, give me a break, will you please?” Ralph asked looking the other way, moaning.

Terry snickered. “My apologies.”

“Knock it off, you two,” Clarke yelled. Then kindly into the phone as it was being answered, “Ben! Glad I caught you before you left for, what was it again? Michigan?” He listened, nodding into the phone.

“Out of respect for me, you need to see me before you go,” he said, still nodding.

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