asked Laura when we were making our way up to the office, “What did he say to you?”
“That unless I leave your employment he’s going to kill me,” she said flatly.
“What did you say to him?” I asked worriedly.
“That one to one unarmed combat he was more than welcome to try.” She said without a hint of concern. “Of course, that’s not the way he’ll do it because he knows he can’t take me one to one.” She said logically, shrugging her shoulders.
“So what are you going to do?” I asked. Laura thought about it for a moment.
“Carry…” she said.
“Can you shoot?” I asked her.
“Is the Pope Catholic?” She gave me this look like ‘don’t ask fucking stupid questions!’
“Well, you’d better go get some clothes on!” I said heading to my desk and pulling out a Glock and handing it to her. “Cos right now you have nowhere to…” my train of thought completely failed me as she lifted her skirt and tucked the gun into her thong. “Cheers boss. I have a Kel-Tec PF-9 back at the house, I really should have brought it with me. I won’t be so careless next time and I’ll give you this back when we get back.” Her skirt did little to conceal the weapon, and all I could think of was, ‘she’s got my gun next to her pussy.’ Which got me wondering if she shaved, her dress had been up and down so fast I wasn’t able to tell.
Suddenly I had a bright idea. “Can you pull it out from there quick enough to shoot?” She had that gun out cocked an in my face so fast I didn’t even see her move let alone have time to work out if she had a bush or not. I nodded, like as if I was just checking she could save her life with the gun. She put the gun on my desk and turned toward the door.
“Hey, gun!” I shouted.
“He’s not stupid enough to shoot me in here…” she said and made her way back downstairs. I ran to the top of the stairs.
“HEY!” I shouted she stopped and looked up at me.
“Don’t go outside and I am taking you home!” I warned her. She pulled her mouth in a gesture that said; ‘yeah ok’ while nodding her head and continued her way downstairs.
From my vantage point overlooking the club, I watched out for her and had one of my men keep an eye on the Chinese. I panicked every time I couldn’t see her. I knew she didn’t have a phone on her as she had nowhere to put it, which made me wonder where she was keeping her money?