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“Nice piece.” | “Nice piece.” | ||
“Tomorrow?” | |||
She | She leans in close. Her breath is hot. “Work it out, big boy.” | ||
His professional circuits | His professional circuits click in fast. Tomorrow is Saturday. It is the thirtieth. It is month-end proximate. He tips the ambiguity right off the bat. “Wait: Following or Modified Following?” | ||
“I like the way you’re thinking,” she | “I like the way you’re thinking,” she says, and winks, and drifts away, on the raging current of sales bullshittery and lofted canapés. “Actually –” | ||
“I – Actually? But wait – what’s your name?” | “I – Actually? But wait – what’s your name?” | ||
As she floats away she tosses something. The Negotiator snatches it. It’s a room-key. There is a number punched into the plastic. HACIENDA 547. He turns to look at her but she | As she floats away she tosses something. The Negotiator snatches it. It’s a room-key. There is a number punched into the plastic. HACIENDA 547. He turns to look at her but she is further downstream. The ocean closes up, and she is gone. Through the chatter, there is a tight-point whisper, and it hits him broadside: “I’m [[Marissa Planasset|Marissa]].” | ||
A Bus-boy rocks by with bacon-wrapped scallops in newsprint party hats. He leans in casually, as he goes. “Careful with her, sir: She’s an agent.” | A Bus-boy rocks by with bacon-wrapped scallops in newsprint party hats. He leans in casually, as he goes. “Careful with her, sir: She’s an agent.” |