• Part 3: Wednesday

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For three days Michael sat in his office, trying to piece together the pieces of the card.

Meanwhile Susie was 3 days late on her rent and she was starting to get letters through the post, soon it would be a final eviction notice.

Trent walked in his office one evening.

Michael suddenly slammed down his hands on the office table cracking the table.

Trent: Damn! Who put you in a bad mood...

Michael: Katie.

Trent: Again?! She's fire man... you're constantly playing with fire with her, you know that right.
He scoffed.

Trent passed his cigar out his mouth to Michael.

Michael sighed and took a smoke.

Trent: Your not still trying to piece that card together are you?

Michael: Yes, yes I am. Michael looked up at Trent.

Trent: Why? What's so special about this girl?
He laughed.

Michael: You want my honesty Trent?
He smirked.

Trent: Yeah... He laughed.

Michael: She's breathtaking...

Trent: She sure is... I'll give you that.
He laughed mumbling on his cigar.

Silent pauses between them.

Trent: So... how are you gonna find her?

Michael: I don't know...

Trent: Wait... she usually tries on Wednesday Nights right? She might come in tonight...

Michael: What do you mean tries?

Trent: I noticed she comes in for a drink on Wednesday Nights, sits at the table by herself sometimes, she might come in tonight.

Michael: Trent your a genius... maybe that's why I've missed her because I usually go Home on Wednesday Nights...
I'm staying here tonight...
Trent make sure everything's perfect, make sure the tables are neat, clean, candles are lit and the place smells fucking HOT!
I shall spray myself with my enticing perfume.
I want her to want to stay... make sure you get the drinks flowing for her and pay constant attention to her table in particular.
I want to see you play her from afar.
I'll be sitting distance smoking, studying her personality.

Trent: Michael this is insane... obsessive behaviour...

Michael: If she wants the job, she's gotta show me she wants it. He smirked.

Trent: Ok, whatever you say... Boss.

Trent slaps his hands down on his knees and raises his eyebrow for a split second.

To be Continued...

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