Page 87 of From My Past
“Who taught you how to flirt?” I murmur into the mic.
Talia’s shoulders shake slightly, her smile brightens and I can tell she’s holding back a laugh.
“In fact, I am.”The fucker smirks; taking in her short skirt and very revealing back.
“Wow,”Talia says.“That’s so impressive! You must be important to work security for this big event. That’s so great. I’ve never met anyone with such a serious job before.”I can see her bat her dark eyelashes from here and she’s laying it on so thick but this prick is eating it up.
“Oh, yeah? What is it that you do, baby?”Joseph turns to face Talia straight on and he leans one of his shoulders against the wall, crossing his arms to try to making himself look bigger. It is a struggle to not roll my eyes.
“I’m a nanny. I work for one of the families here, watching their little boy run around. I love it so much. They invited me here tonight as a thank you.”Talia says wistfully. Her cover story is interesting, but I’m glad she’s picking something that’s far from the truth. She’s planting a cover for if Joseph asks around for Jessica. I’m impressed.
“You know what they say about work. If you find something you love, you’ll never work a day in your life.”He smirks at her, eyes sparkling as he thinks he actually has a chance to get with her.
Fat fucking chance of that, asshole.
“I’m Jessica.”Talia says with a smile, holding out her hand for him to shake. Which, of course, he does and presses a kiss to her knuckles.
“Joseph.”
“I know you’re working, but could we go sit down and talk? I’d love to hear more about what you do.”
“Sure, let’s get some drinks as well.”He offers and it amazes me how quickly he folds on his job.
I watch on bated breath as they move through the room to get Talia a glass of champagne – she hadn’t even sipped out of her first one – and the guy gets a shot of liquor.
Why would Garzino ever trust this guy on security? He was far too relaxed. Was it a trap or was he just an idiot?
As I mull it over, working through the probabilities in my head and the chances of him fucking everything we’ve planned up, they chat and flirt. All while, I try not to mentally plan his murder in too much detail at the lewd and possessive advances he’s making.
“They put you in charge of that? Wow.”Talia’s voice pulls me out of my murderous planning. Surprisingly, she hadn’t had to prod more than just ask him about his job and rain him with compliments for him to open up like a book.
“Hell yeah, they did. I’m the best. I actually just got this brand-new gig; it starts later tonight. That’s why I’m on security right now, I’m on transport later.”
Perfect. “We need to know where.” I nudge her.
“Transport? How is that security?”Talia asks.
“I’m securing the cargo from the transport. We are waiting for the delivery of goods, then I’ll be the lead security guy transporting it to the drop-off.”Again, cue the eyeroll from me. I’m so fucking done listening to this fucker talk, but we are so close to getting the information we need.
“Really? Oh my god.”Talia sounded like she cared but there was an edge to her tone that I could tell was sarcastic.“And that’s happening tonight? Soon, if you’re waiting for it. What are you transporting? Nothing too scary, I hope.”
The fucker laughs. He actually laughs at the ‘cargo’. Like he was moving nothing but teddy bears and cotton candy. Not real people.
Not to mention, he’s definitely not high up in the security hierarchy and he’s totally trying to bullshit his way into her pants.
“No, darlin’. Nothing bad at all, don’t you worry your sexy ass about it. I’ve got it all handled.”
“What if you get hurt?”Talia asks, her tone fake worried and high.
“I won’t. Not at all. The cargo won’t be getting out of the semi-truck. It’s completely sealed so there’s no risk of anything happening.”And as he’s explaining, he reaches up and cups her face in attempt to comfort her and get his grimy, nasty hands on her body.
“You better get where the truck is going to be soon or I’m going to rip his hand clean off.” I say into the mic through clenched teeth.
“I guess it’s nice then, you can just relax.”She says and puts emphasis on the last two words, directing them towards me.
“Another drink?”Joseph asks, having downed his but Talia still had a full glass. Even I could hear his words slurring.
“Yes, please.”
