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The Love Of Money - Episode 49
27-07-25 (06:13)
know, you can go home now," I said as the elevator
doors opened.
Erin followed on my heels. "I will.
I figured I could see where' you're staying first. Maybe
meet the infamous Bobbi."
I leaned against the glass wall of the elevator,
watching through the transparent elevator shaft as the
gamblers milled about and placed bets for five floors
until we ascended into the hotel portion of the casino.
"How do you know about Bobbi? Helen?"
Erin nodded and leaned back against the wall next to
me. "Yes sir. She told me about pretty much everything.
Knowing everything is the best way for me to help you
and anticipate your needs."
"Even the bad stuff?"
"What bad stuff?"
I shrugged, still feeling uncomfortable with the grey
area that was Bobbi. "I don't know. Rich people
crimes?"
"Ah. Yeah, especially the bad stuff. Do you have
anything planned that I need to know about?"
She grinned at me, and I sized her up as I thought
about it. At just under six feet, I wasri't what some
would categorize as tall, but her small frame and height
made me feel that much taller.
"Not really. I might have pushed things a little too far
with Bobbi yesterday."
"Are you talking about the extorting loyalty and sex
from Bobbi through blackmail?"
"Well damn," I said sheepishly. "When you put it like
that-"
"I don't know the situation with you guys," Erin cut me
off. "According to Helen, you guys have an air-tight case
to lock her away for at least a decade if you needed to,
so you probably don't need to worry about it.
Concerning ethics, it sounds to me like Bobbi's a bitch
and had some hard times coming, and Helen thinks that
Bobbi could come around to a certain way of life if it
means the security and protection you could provide, so
as far as I'm concerned you're fine. I'm not a bastion of
morality though, so I probably shouldn't be your only
go-to for things like this. Now, if you're disappearing
random people and chaining them up in your dungeon
completely against their will, then we might need to
have dungeon completely against their will, then we
might need to have an ethics conversation."
I smiled a little at that and said, "That sounds fair." Then
I spent the remaining few moments of the elevator ride
imaging Bobbi chained in a dungeon.
Finally, the doors opened and I took the lead into the
large hotel suite. I heard her whistle as she followed
me. "Nice digs!"
"Thanks. It's just temporary," I said and whirled on her.
"So how does this work? What keeps you from ratting
me out?"
She put her hands on her hips and cocked her head
slightly to the right. "Client/attorney privilege" The tone
of her words called me stupid.
"I didn't realize you went to law school," said as I
turned and started looking around the suite, I hadn't
detected any signs of life in the suite and was starting
to wonder if Bobbi was even here. I entered the
bedroom to take a look.
"Didn't you interview me for a job this morning?" Erin
said.
"Fair enough," I called out as I emerged from the
bedroom, finding no sign of Bobbi. Erin was currently at
the bar, looking through the various bottles of liquor. "I
guess I got distracted by the picture you painted for me
earlier," I said as I headed for the bathroom.
"I imagine the dick-sucking you got from Bella probably
gave you brain fog too?"
"So sure of your theory, Sherlock?" I asked. Bobbi
wasn't in the bathroom either.
"More like it was confirmed. Like I said, Helen gave me
the full story. If I'd known how much you were worth,
I'd have gotten on my knees and sucked your dick too.
Nine-hundred billion? I assumed it was high nine digits."
"Does it change anything?" I asked as I walked back
into the foyer of the hotel.
"For me? Hell no. Just makes me want to keep the job
all that much more. She turned, holding a crystal
tumbler with several fingers of brown liquid. "What are
you looking for?"
"Bobbi," I said as I pulled out my phone and looked for
her new "Bobbi" said as I pulled out my phone and
looked for her new number in my contacts. I'd had a
phone delivered to the room after I left for her use with
my number already added as a contact "She was
supposed to come back this evening." I called her but
got no immediate answer.
After the fourth ring, it went to the canned voicemail
response that came default on a new phone number.
"Hey, Bobbi-" I started to say, and then got a call
waiting beep.
Bobbi was calling me back, so I switched over and said,
"Hey pet."
Erin's eyebrows rose at my tone and choice of words,
and she took a sip, hiding the rest of her reaction. I had
been too tired to play games, but the moment saw
Bobbi's name pop up on my screen, something within
me snapped and I somehow found the energy to be a
dick
"What do you want?" Her tone was flat and lacked any
of the malice she displayed yesterday, but it was still
jarring.
Something in my chest snapped at the curt words I
turned and started pacing toward the bedroom. "Where
the fuck are you?" I asked. My tone was full of venom.
There was hesitation on her end. "I called a friend on
the new phone, and she picked me up. We did some
shopping and I got the pill like you asked. I feel a little
sick, so she said I could stay with her."
"What did you tell her about the situation?" My stomach
twisted at the possible answer to that question.
"Chill the fuck out. I just told her I was in a bit of
trouble and needed some help. I didn't say anything
else. She's cool."
"Okay" I said, suddenly feeling very tired and not in the
mood to put up with her bullshit. "But be back at work
tomorrow."
There was silence on the other end that went on for
several seconds. Then she finally said, "Okay."
She hung up before I could say anything else. I
considered calling her back but decided against it.
Again, it had been a long day and I just didn't have it in
me to go another round with Bobbi Nanford.
"It looks like Bobbi-"
To Be Continued. 27-07-25 (06:13)
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