Call Girl Confidential by Rebecca Kade

Author:Rebecca Kade
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Gallery Books

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1. Not his real name.

FIFTEEN

going undercover

The assistant district attorney’s office couldn’t believe the information I provided in my first wiretap. But my work was far from over. It was clear to them I was an invaluable asset, and so they encouraged me to keep my connection with Anna.

If I stopped seeing all clients, however, I would have been broke. Anna continued to send clients my way. One of my heavy hitters at the time was Brent. Brent was a complete sicko, but money was tighter than ever and I was compromising myself in ways I never thought possible. But if Brent wanted to see me twice in one week, I was $20,000 richer by Friday.

They weren’t all bad. I had one client, an Asian billionaire who preferred to be called Henri, who was incredibly generous and easygoing. Henri was living in New York for about a year to sort out some banking problems, and his wife stayed back in their home country with the children. Henri had to have companionship, so he would have his chauffeur come pick me up in his Bentley. It was a bit awkward because his driver, John, was an off-duty cop, my client revealed with a chuckle. One night, John picked me up, and as we got stuck in a midtown logjam, I decided to break the barrier of silence. I didn’t know if he would respond or not, but I asked him about himself and chatted amiably. But surely he knew what was going on.

Having someone who works as a police officer during the day drive me around, knowing full well that I was an escort, was not a comforting feeling. In fact, I was nervous each time I saw him. Henri always laughed at me and said, “If you pay those guys enough, they will do anything.” That wasn’t true, and I knew it. John needed the money to help pay for child support and was currently in the middle of a custody battle. Bingo! Right then I felt his pain and understood why he would take the demeaning commands from Henri and work ridiculous hours, only to wake up and go and be one of New York’s Finest. A lot of police think prostitution is a BS crime and a waste of their time. I never told John why I did what I did, of course, and he probably did judge me, but for that night during the drive, we were not driver and escort. We were just John and Ashley.

Later that evening I told Henri that he had a wonderful driver and that I thought he was very kind. “Kind?” he asked. “What do you mean, kind? How would you know that? Did he talk to you?” I froze. A stream of thoughts and scenarios went through my head. Why was he so upset? All of a sudden I was nervous for John and his job, so I quickly said, “No, of course not. He is just a very

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