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Author: joystick Published: 1/23/2007 story views: 571
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next play.” Joseph smiled. “This way we keep them interested in you and your career. As long as they think the door is open they will maintain an interest in you. We lost nothing by being nice to them and giving them hope as to how they might gain by helping you.”
“That is downright sneaky as well as brilliant. You should be my agent!”
“It's not your agent I want to be right now. It is your bed partner. Let's get home and into bed baby. I'm all talked out for this evening and after I report on what happened this evening to Agent Barns I want a little tail.” Joseph said as he drove the car back to Rich's place. “Hey, honey why I don’t rent a monthly parking space in your building. In fact why not rent two spaces. I can afford it now and you could bring your car in from the Island and use it. On some weekends you can come out to Jersey and we could spend time together.”
“You may be right. I'll see about it tomorrow. These over night fees must be adding up and we might just come out cheaper renting by the month.” Rich said as Joseph parked the car. “I'm going upstairs and get ready for you. You can call Bill and then come up when you are finished with your business.”
“Great idea!” Joseph said, picking up his cell and punching in Bill's number. “You go up and get that ass ready for me; all nice and clean and lubed.” After Rich left the car his call to Barns went through and he reported on his meeting with Rich's father and the three producers. He also reported that the fact that Fazzi wanted him to become his representative to Worthington, and act as a tie between the Arab Community and Worthington.
“That's fantastic, almost too fantastic to believe.” Bill said. “Do you think it's too soon to put your relationship with Fazzi to a little test.”
“What do you mean by that? I think it's damn well solid.”
“What do you think would happen if you were to show up when Fazzi was in the midst of a meeting with his Syrian controllers?” Bill asked.
“I don't know, most likely he would try to get rid of me. I'm not sure what he would do.”
“Well you are about to find out. That is, if you are up to it. Fazzi is meeting them for dinner at his house tomorrow, I suggest you stay away.” Bill said warily. “But on the other hand it would be nice to see just what he would do.”
“How the hell do you know about this meeting?”
“Joseph, you are a grownup now. You are playing with the professionals now. You don't think we would let you operate completely alone, do you?” Bill said. “You know we have other agents who are looking after you. I told you that you were too valuable to loose. Now don't even ask me who they are. It's better that you don't know. Anyway, we were informed that they would be at Fazzi's house for dinner and a meeting tomorrow night at 7 PM. What do you say about turning up for the meeting, say at eight, to see what happens?”
“It could spoil the whole operation, but if you think there is something to be gained-I'll do it. I can use