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Chapter XXXII – Empire State of Mind – Dive
“Bette who?” the sous chef asked as he joined them, wiping his hands off.
“Porter-Kennard,” Juliana answered just as a well-dressed man in his mid-sixties stepped closer. He’d evidently come out of the elevator.
“Mr. Green!” the chef exclaimed. He extended his hand in greeting.
“Bette was here tonight?” he asked nonchalantly after he shook the offered hand.
The three chefs said nothing and just smiled back at him. Although Mr. Green was one of the members of the restaurant’s restricted “society” circle, having paid a large sum for the membership when the restaurant first opened, it was restaurant policy not to comment on the nightly guest list.
“How can we help you Mr. Green?” the chef asked in a friendly manner.
“I wanted to see if I still have a 2009 DRC in my wine locker here,” Mr. Green answered after a slight pause, noting that none of them had answered his question.
“For your dinner tomorrow?” the chef asked politely.
Mr. Green nodded.
“I’ll ask the sommelier to check and if there isn’t we’ll make sure we’ll have one ready at the right temperature by the time of your 7 o’clock reservation,” the young chef assured him. “Just in case you no longer have a DRC in your wine locker and a 2009 is not available, I would recommend a 2005 DRC if you agree? I’m not sure that we can immediately find a 2009 in time for tomorrow, but I know I can get a 2005 from an area collector, who is also a member here, if it comes to that.”
Mr. Green pursed his lips, nodded, and after another look at the three, turned around.
“We’ll see you tomorrow, sir,” the sous chef added as the elevator door opened. The older man nodded at them after he boarded the elevator.
A dark Maybach pulled up on the driveway and stopped in front of Mr. Green. He boarded the car and asked one of his security detail as he sat back, “Will you check with your contacts in the hotels if Bette Porter-Kennard is staying in one of those hotels?”
After a few minutes, as he drummed his fingers restlessly on an armrest, he pulled out his mobile and tapped the call icon. “Can you resend the file on Bette Porter-Kennard? Yeah, the woman you heard during Peter’s memorial. She’s here in Hawaii. May prove to be nothing at all, but I don’t feel right about that; her suddenly popping up here, so soon after I get here myself? I just want to read up on her.”
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‘It could turn out to be a fatal mistake’ is the intriguing tempting sentence and then 21 pages later we’re still wondering!
Great Story over it’s many twists and turns and another great chapter. Thank you looking forward to 33.
Indeed still wondering about that sentence.
It is a very good and intriguing story, so many happens and it keeps you captivated to the end.
I like all appreciate the beauty of Brete, I like Tom drooling over Bette, Tina presume I like his love Bette, please keep writing and indulging with your stories, thank you very much!
I bet those fishing shops have nice little pointy knives…the kind you can strap to….well – where ever you can hide one ! The girls have to win ! Mr Green with the lead pipe in the library ! Get that snake off her path !
Love your story and look forward to every twist! I don’t even try to guess where you’re going, but just hang on for the bumpy ride. I’m probably in the minority, but I can’t stomach Tom! He is so inappropriate and disrespectful. A peeping Tom that doesn’t bother to hide in the bushes. At least Ashley called him out on his behavior. Cannot imagine Tina allowing him to be their donor and Bette allowing him to continually ogle her. Don’t imagine Bette would tolerate Miller acting that way towards Tina. Can’t wait for the next chapter.
Hi, am glad you are enjoying the story, and thanks for telling me what you think. Several thoughts in response: 1) the Bette in this storyline is an inveterate flirt, something that Tina has had problems with from the start ( see early chapters in “Let It Happen” and a few chapters in “Love Soul Heaven Hell), yet she believes she’s in control of it… we’ll see; 2) all the same, she is insanely devoted to Tina; 3) and Tina feels the same. But still, there was a point when they were questioning their expectations about the other (in their own ways; in “Let It Happen”). I have to say I once wrote out a couple of chapters that threw into that (crazy) mix an issue, sexual fluidity, that seems highly relevant to people. Or maybe fluidity expressed in various ways — one chapter that was going into “Let It Happen” after they broke up, and another for “Love Soul Heaven Hell” after the chapter on cheating), that explored those issues in an interlocking way. The chapters were interesting, and took the storyline in unexpected directions, but they each didn’t fit into the flow of the books, so I ended up shelving them. I may pick up on them again, because I think the topic is… well, topical!
In the meantime, I hope Tom doesn’t turn you completely off the rest of the story. (Maybe you can give him a break … don’t we all have those male friends who we know we won’t end up dating but like playing with, anyway?) :-) hope you enjoy the rest of the ride.
ok, from the fishing shop Miller gets a box cutter to be detected by Green’s detector which gives him a feeling of being clever. She also gets 2 or 3 large plastic cable ties, makes great restraints, some plastic fishing line that can be wrapped around the neck, easy and a lot of praying! Excellent chapter. Keep going!!!! PLEASE.
I do not like all this charm
Tom play Bette, ok! He and his friend
only he does not bother to hide
Tina how much he deseha his wife.
Changing the subject I like the pace
you put this story, we give many
decorer details about the narrative.
Waiting new chapter.
10 Stars.