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didn’t see any note, but I got your message loud and clear.”
“This is certainly not my Scott talking. Maybe I dialed the wrong number.”
Neither said anything for an extended period.
“Scott, I’m sorry I had to go out of town, but it couldn’t be helped.”
“There are many things we have no control over. I’m sure what happened yesterday is one of them.”
“It’s very late. I know I caught you at a bad time. You must be having another of your nightmares, as I’ve never heard you talk to me this way.”
“I really thought we had a future together…but now I’m not sure.”
“ What? Scott, you’re making no sense at all. I’ll call later and we can have a more sensible conversation.”
“You can call, but I probably won’t be here. I hope Ralph is going to take special care of you.”
“Are you jealous? He’s just a work associate.”
“Is that what you call it these days? I’m sure he appreciates the extra work benefits.”
She couldn’t believe her ears. Now she was the one having nightmares. She started to cry, but tried not to let him hear. She was losing control and hung up the phone.
*.*.*
Her heart was beating a mile a minute. She never anticipated Scott’s reaction to her leaving. She was confused and replayed the call in her head. She left him a note, but he never saw it. He said he got my message loud and clear.
Scott never talked to her this way. Yes, she was short with him about his doing further investigations, and yes, she did leave without talking to him. It was obvious he was jealous about Ralph, but why? He said he saw me leaving with Ralph. So, why didn’t he say hello?
The whole conversation was a total disconnect. I left him a message, didn’t I? Yeah, I put it on the dresser. How could he have missed it?
So, if Scott saw me with Ralph it had to be either in my apartment because we arrived separately, or, it had to be when we were leaving in the cab. She played back their departure. She was waiting at the curb for Ralph to bring down her luggage. The elevator was busy so he said he would wait for the next available one.
He came down no more than five minutes later. He came over to the curb, gave back her keys, helped her into the cab, and the driver put her two suitcases in the trunk. So, if Scott saw her with Ralph, that’s what he saw.
She thought about her short skirt which Ralph paid special attention to when she got into the back seat. Well, she knew he wasn’t actually paying attention to the skirt but was checking out her legs. Is that what Scott is upset about? Ralph got a peek at my legs. That reminded her of the night he saw more than that part of her body. However, Scott knows nothing about that.
Think Mercy, what could Scott be so upset about? Maybe he thought we were going away for the weekend together. However, she just told him where they were and why. He wouldn’t continue to be upset, and would have been glad to hear they were on FBI business.
Scott didn’t see my note. Ralph locked the door to my apartment when we left and had the key with him, which he gave me when we met on the sidewalk. No, Ralph wouldn’t have done anything while he waited for the next elevator.
I’m going to kill him.
*.*.*
The next morning they had planned to have an early breakfast in the main hotel dining room. She wore one of Scott’s yellow shirts with her black lace bra and another short black skirt. That should give the local police something to focus on.
Ralph came in the dining room and spotted her. He had a newspaper under his arm and slid into the booth.
“Good morning Mercy,” Ralph said, but his eyes were focused on her chest.
She held two fingers by her right ear. “Good morning Ralph. How many fingers did I just hold up?” she asked.
“What? I didn’t see you holding up any fingers.”
“I thought so. I want to ask you—“
“Would you like to order now?” the waitress asked.
They both ordered, but Ralph was
“This is certainly not my Scott talking. Maybe I dialed the wrong number.”
Neither said anything for an extended period.
“Scott, I’m sorry I had to go out of town, but it couldn’t be helped.”
“There are many things we have no control over. I’m sure what happened yesterday is one of them.”
“It’s very late. I know I caught you at a bad time. You must be having another of your nightmares, as I’ve never heard you talk to me this way.”
“I really thought we had a future together…but now I’m not sure.”
“ What? Scott, you’re making no sense at all. I’ll call later and we can have a more sensible conversation.”
“You can call, but I probably won’t be here. I hope Ralph is going to take special care of you.”
“Are you jealous? He’s just a work associate.”
“Is that what you call it these days? I’m sure he appreciates the extra work benefits.”
She couldn’t believe her ears. Now she was the one having nightmares. She started to cry, but tried not to let him hear. She was losing control and hung up the phone.
*.*.*
Her heart was beating a mile a minute. She never anticipated Scott’s reaction to her leaving. She was confused and replayed the call in her head. She left him a note, but he never saw it. He said he got my message loud and clear.
Scott never talked to her this way. Yes, she was short with him about his doing further investigations, and yes, she did leave without talking to him. It was obvious he was jealous about Ralph, but why? He said he saw me leaving with Ralph. So, why didn’t he say hello?
The whole conversation was a total disconnect. I left him a message, didn’t I? Yeah, I put it on the dresser. How could he have missed it?
So, if Scott saw me with Ralph it had to be either in my apartment because we arrived separately, or, it had to be when we were leaving in the cab. She played back their departure. She was waiting at the curb for Ralph to bring down her luggage. The elevator was busy so he said he would wait for the next available one.
He came down no more than five minutes later. He came over to the curb, gave back her keys, helped her into the cab, and the driver put her two suitcases in the trunk. So, if Scott saw her with Ralph, that’s what he saw.
She thought about her short skirt which Ralph paid special attention to when she got into the back seat. Well, she knew he wasn’t actually paying attention to the skirt but was checking out her legs. Is that what Scott is upset about? Ralph got a peek at my legs. That reminded her of the night he saw more than that part of her body. However, Scott knows nothing about that.
Think Mercy, what could Scott be so upset about? Maybe he thought we were going away for the weekend together. However, she just told him where they were and why. He wouldn’t continue to be upset, and would have been glad to hear they were on FBI business.
Scott didn’t see my note. Ralph locked the door to my apartment when we left and had the key with him, which he gave me when we met on the sidewalk. No, Ralph wouldn’t have done anything while he waited for the next elevator.
I’m going to kill him.
*.*.*
The next morning they had planned to have an early breakfast in the main hotel dining room. She wore one of Scott’s yellow shirts with her black lace bra and another short black skirt. That should give the local police something to focus on.
Ralph came in the dining room and spotted her. He had a newspaper under his arm and slid into the booth.
“Good morning Mercy,” Ralph said, but his eyes were focused on her chest.
She held two fingers by her right ear. “Good morning Ralph. How many fingers did I just hold up?” she asked.
“What? I didn’t see you holding up any fingers.”
“I thought so. I want to ask you—“
“Would you like to order now?” the waitress asked.
They both ordered, but Ralph was
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