Say one thing for Logen Ninefingers… Say he was under pressure.

He had given Dawn_ the contact of Nick_Valentine. A semi crooked detective who he had worked with for some time. Nick was fond of saying ‘The only difference between a cop & a mobster is the badge’ this appealed to Logen’s sense of humour & he had kept the guy around as he was useful in particular situations.

Clearly this situation was starting to spiral out of control. That crazy bitch Adriana had tried to wack Bentley. Ninefingers had a feeling of benevolence when it came to Bentley, he had worked with Logen’s father way back when & paid his dues. The feeling was doubled as he was Dawn’s uncle & she was the glue that held Bounty Law together. When the call came he knew he had to get involved.

On his way to Bentley’s apartment he had stopped at a news-stand. The headline “Adriana Lark, Mafia mistress found murdered” did little to improve Logen’s mood. Any attention in this world was a bad thing, the press sniffing around was worse. Ninefingers screwed up the paper & dumped it into a trash can. Arriving at the apartment he pushes into his kitchen & the smell of bacon sets his stomach to growling. He nods to Dawn, Bentley & Alexander Hamilton in turn.

“Alright so what do we know? I am not one for detective work, that’s why we keep Nick on the payroll. What has he found out?”

Ninefingers paces around the kitchen. He was not a patient man. He just wanted to have a name to get rid of & put this issue to bed. Sadly it wasn’t looking like being a straightforward job. He thinks back to what his father taught him as a child. ‘The choice between killing or dying was no choice at all. You have to be realistic about these things… ‘

Everyone greeted Don LogenNineFingers. Dawn was especially happy to see him.  She felt confidence in the protection he had given her and the trust to do her thing.  Logen fixed himself a cup of coffee, Bentley fixed him a breakfast plate with slices of bacon and asked him to join him on the balcony.

When Logen came out on the balcony Bentley hugged his friend and thanked him for coming.

As Bentley watched Logen begin to eat his breakfast he started to explain the real situation.

I am going to say this once and it will be the end of it.  Not only did Adriana try to kill me I killed her. Bentley saw Logen pause on his bacon for a few seconds.

Being the businessman I am now I get invited to different functions to keep up a good appearance.  I’ve know Adriana a while, she was at one of these functions and struck up a conversation.  She suggested we go out for dinner, which we did a couple of times.  I see now all this time she was setting me up.

Your boy Nick_Valentine, Big Moe and some other cleaners cleaned the place so not worry about anyone discovering anything. I got word out I am looking for her killer.

Word on the streets no one in the Mob really wanted her dead.  One of my lawyers phoned me telling me to check out some corporate brothers that I pissed off about some properties. It seems like he has seen Adriana in their presence.

I know it’s not going to stop here.  They are going to keep coming after me I’m sure.  They fuck up by sending a stupid woman to do the job.  If that was Dawn I would be dead.   They both just laughed.

I need people I trust.  Alexander-Hamilton and Big Moe got some of their people out on the streets trying to see what they can find out.  Roscoe was hired on as security at the apartment building where Adriana lived.  Need your boy Nick_Valentine to find out what going on with Chicago finest, if his ass every show up.

I intend to find out who set her up to kill me.  Once I do they need to be taken care of in a very professional manner.  No fuck ups.

Nick was busy finishing off the paperwork for a case that had been neatly wrapped in a bow for him by the mob. He'd helped them get rid of a rival and they'd helped him secure a big win. A few more of those and he might be in line to make Sergeant by the end of the year. Needless to say he was grateful for how well his partnership with the Chicago crime families was working out. Most of it anyway. This whole Bentley business was something Nick had been regretting throwing his hat into. An uncooperative self-righteous douche was the last thing he needed in a client. Sadly he was out of choices and therefore on the lookout for any information to aid their cause.

As he pushed off his chair and dropped off the finished case file to an office temp he saw the woman heading into one of the interrogation booths. Something about the smirk on the officer's face who escorted her, unsettled him and he tapped the temp on the chest. "Damn, she's a foxy one ain't she?" He asked. "What's she in for?" The temp nervously stammered a response. "Oh..I don't know if I should..."

With a dry chuckle, he wrapped his arm around the temp's shoulder and leaned in for a conspiratorial whisper. "Come on kid, I'll let you take my cruiser for a spin. I just need to know if she's here for the homicide or the drug bust I just finished off. The last thing I wanna do is restart on all the paperwork again."

The temp relented and confessed. "The h-homicide. Eye witness, I heard. Claims to have seen the perp, the retired mob guy a...Mr Bentley on the night of the shooting." A slight flicker passed by Nick's eyes before he sighed and responded. "Good, sounds like I'm free for the weekend then. Might go out for some coffee before the Captain finds me and throws another shit case file my way. Anyone asks, I'm out at the DA's office handing in some paperwork yeah?"

As the lad nodded, he waved and stepped out. With his trenchoat held in his arm and his hat clutched in his hand, he began walking around the corner till he came across a payphone. Fumbling inside his pocket, he found the number he'd been given on a crumpled piece of paper. Punching in the digits, he waitedfor Dawn_ to pick up. When she did he spoke in a gruff voice. "Hey Darling! Listen, I've gotten held up at work. No need to prepare dinner, I'm gonna be sending someone down soon. Why don't you and your uncle come meet me here? We'll catch a bite once I get off. I'm afraid that he may not have a choice this time around, my friends are insisting on seeing him. There's a couple people here that don't like him all that much, and I want him to make a good impression, so be sure to tell him to be on his best behaviour. Alright, I've gotta go. See ya soon love?"

Even if they'd tapped Bentley's spot, there was no way anyone was decoding that, was there?

Hamilton sat on the couch of Ms. Peppers' living room reading his paper and listening to the classical music of Beethoven with a glass of scotch from his private stock.   He was waiting on a few phone calls from his most reliable contacts.  As he sat there he realized that Dawn could have asked him to do this over the phone.  He was providing very little help nevertheless he had already lined up two Judges that could hear Bentley’s case.  He told them that he would ensure that they had a very merry Christmas if they heard the case and ruled on it extremely favorable for the older statesman.  

Hamilton wasn’t one to play the odds he wanted to ensure that at the end of the day they would play ball.  They would play his way, like his casino’s; he stacked the deck so that the house would win in the end.  Play to win at all cost was his motto and it has worked.  The streets talked and the business world talked.  He had placed a few calls with his attorneys who had friends in the DA’s office requesting that they pump their so-called buddies for info but that well was not producing like he hoped.  

Hamilton was turning over the rocks at his disposal for Dawn as he was seeing that George, James and now Ms. Pepper were stating that he Alexander Hamilton continues to drop everything for Dawn just to be at her side whenever she calls.  This work he could have done from Detroit.  Hamilton also called Frank Costello calling in a favor to ensure that one of the two Judges would hear Bentley’s case.  Frank had more politicians in his pockets then Hamilton.  Frank happily agreed to even up the score between the two men that were continuing to assist each other in their times of need.  

Ms. Pepper and Ginger were watching him like a hawk as Hamilton showed them the reach of his pockets.  They were also seeing a shift in his thinking as he wasn’t the same guy just a few days ago.  It was like he woke up different.  Smarter, more aware of himself and less emotional and reactive.  They liked his cold calculating process as they were enjoying the room service and expensive imported scotch and eating out at the best restaurants that New York had to offer.   

When Dawn hung up the phone with Nick_Valentine she thought to herself “yeah this is going to be a challenge.  She had to laugh at his honey I’m home bullshit.  She knew that something was going on for him to talk that way.  Maybe he thought the phone was bugged or something.  But this wasn’t any laughing matter.  She was going to protect Bentley by any means necessary.

Big Moe was upstairs with Bentley and she asked him to come down her apartment. When he arrived she told him that Nick informed her that they wanted to question Bentley.  Moe told her Dawn they don’t have jack shit on him.  That place was spotless when we left.  Nick_Valentine showed the boys areas and the reason to clean where we never thought of.  These mother fuckers need to get in their heads Bentley didn’t kill her and try and find the mother fuckers who set him up.  If your man Nick is not down with that then fuck him.  And I agree with Bentley he’s just not going to go down like that.  He told me the crazy bitch told her it was just business and pulled the trigger.  That’s some bold shit.

Dawn told Moe that they needed go tell Bentley that Nick wants us to meet. When they told him he was calmly expecting it.  When Dawn told him Nick wanted him to make a good impression, so be sure to be on his best behavior he told Dawn, Nick could kiss his prim and proper ass.

Nick wasn't allowed inside the room when Bentley and the crew came in, but with the ruckus they caused, he could only surmise that the man against his advice, had decided to be uncooperative as always. With an inaudible groan, Nick rolled his eyes and went back to his desk till they were done. Thankfully for the British snob, the cleanup crew under his supervision had done quite the bangup job or his pompous highness would be up shit's creek without a paddle by now.

As time passed, Nick leaned back into his chair. Fighting the urge to doze off, he began counting the tiles in the ceiling. The chipped ceramic with its paint wearing off had received more attention from him in the past couple of hours than it did from anyone else in the past year or so. Eventually, unable to pin anything on the man, they let him go.

With the investigators fuming, he thought it best to avoid a direct confrontation and instead approached his favourite temp again with a cup of coffee, seeking an update. His hunch was proven right, the meeting had proven fruitless and the captain, much to the dismay of the case officer, had ordered that new suspects be sought.

Bidding his farewells, Nick went out to the same payphone again. Pausing to ensure he wasn't followed, he called up Dawn yet again. "Hi darling, listen, I'm sorry I wasn't able to make it to dinner, but I hear it went well. My friends didn't quite like your uncle so I think they won't be inviting him to the poker game next week. Yeah, I think they will have to look for someone else to fill the last spot. Maybe you could suggest someone, make it easy for them? Anyway, take care. I'll see you around soon."

Even though Nick_Valentine has a little animosity toward her uncle Bentley he came through.  Dawn was finally able to relax knowing that phase of the investigation into Bentley were over. Now Bentley would concentrate on who was trying to set him to be killed.

Mr. Rubinstein, Bentley lawyer was indeed able to obtain Adriana’s bank records and sure enough there was deposits made to her account by Blair, Bonner & Company.  In fact the day before she was murdered she received a deposit from them for over thirty thousand dollars, to bad she will never get to spend it.  Dawn wondered what the total contract was.  He was also able to obtain her phone records and saw the name Johnny Dole who she had several conversations with including one about two hours before she was supposedly murdered.

When Dawn called Alexander-Hamilton and told him that Bentley had is interview with Chicago finest and was cleared he was relieved to hear the news. She also told him what Bentley lawyer had found out with Adriana accounts.  He agreed that the concentration has to be placed on the brothers Joseph and Edward Blair.  He told her his guys would track down this Johnny Dole and see what they could find out.

Dawn called Hamilton and told him that Bentley had his interview with the cops and was cleared.  Dawn also told him what Bentley lawyer had found out about Adriana accounts.  They agreed that the concentration has to be placed on the brothers Joseph and Edward Blair.  He told her his guys would track down this Johnny Dole and see what they could find out.  It took Hamilton people five days to find Dole.  Ms. Pepper and Ginger stuck with Hamilton; it was James and Thomas that picked Dole up and took him to a small warehouse in Cicero, a suburb ofChicago.   

Hamilton waited for Dawn to accompany him to the warehouse where James was soften Dole which didn't take much Dole started spilling the beans like a man that took a laxative two hours ago.  The car slowly pulled into the yard.  As they passed the gate a few men could be seen closing the gate behind them.  Dawn and Hamilton sat in the back of the car.  Dawn asked Hamilton those his guys too, Hamilton gave a slight nod yes as the car came to a complete stop.  Ginger stepped out and opened Dawn's door as Hamilton stepped out of the back seat.  They walked in the warehouse together and could hear Dole squealing away every detail.  Dole stopped talking when he saw Hamilton

Dawn walked over to Dole and gently caressed Dole’s chin and told him to continue.   She asked a question and every answer he gave she smiled and nodded.  Dole told her everything she wanted to know about the brothers Joseph and Edward Blair.  The number of men with them, where they were hiding out, the color and model car they were driving around in.  Why they did what they did and when they were originally planning to leave the city.  Dole even told her what they thought about Bently and why.  It was Personal and Dole let it fly as he looked to Dawn for comfort and assistance.  Dawn even poured him a glass of water and held it to his lips to sip from.  She stopped James from hitting him telling them he will tell us.  

She told Dole that as long as she gets whatever she needed that he had nothing to worry about.  Then when her last question was answered she smiled in Doles face and said in Italian in a soft sexy voice La ringrazio molto signor Dole.  Hamilton, puoi ucciderlo ora.  Dole asked what did she say; and  Hamilton told him it was Italian and she said thank you very much Mr. Dole.  Hamilton you may kill him now. Dole’s eyes widened as he shook his head no as the tears flowed and his voice left him.  Hamilton looked at Ginger and Ms. Pepper and then James and Thomas.  Thomas pulled his 45 and stepped up behind Dole and told him to close his eyes and began to pray with Dole but before they finished the prayer Thomas shot Dole once in the back of his Head.

Dawn looked at Thomas and said why pray halfway before shooting him.  Hamilton explained that the body tenses when the victim is scared you get them to pray they start to relax as they hope for escape.  You clip them then and you can move the body easier and even put a gun in the hand and make it look like a suidcide but Thomas likes to claim his work so it's always one to the back of the head.  Dawn_ sat in the back of the Car with Hamilton as Ginger closed Dawn’s door and then she sat on the passenger side while Ms. Pepper drove them to the back to the apartment.

Pepper, Ginger and Alexander-Hamilton came up to Bentley apartment for a late breakfast.  The girls just hung around the kitchen while Hamilton and Bentley talked in his den. Hamilton had found the whereabouts of Johnny Dole and was just waiting to receive the call that his guys had picked him up and taking him to the designated location.  Hamilton walked into the kitchen playfully slapped Dawn on the butt with the newspaper he had in his hand and told he come on let’s head out.  Dawn just kind of ignored the slap on the butt but knew exactly what he meant and went to get ready to leave.

They took a pretty long drive Cicero to a small warehouse.  When they walked in Dawn could see that Hamilton’s men were trained in the use of enhanced interrogation techniques.  The poor guy was already pretty bloody.   Dawn walked over to the guy gave him a glass of water pulled up a chair, straddle the chair backwards and confronted the man.   Johnny told her how the Blair brothers hated Bentley.  They said Bentley bought up all that property with blood money and they wanted the property and him dead.  They got Adriana to do the job.

Dawn told Johnny, La ringrazio molto signor Dole (thank you very much Mr. Dole) and started to get up out the chair when Johnny spoke again.  He said he thinks that guy Bentley killed her.  He had spoken to her and she told him that everything had gone as planned that Bentley was in her apartment.  Dawn stood up from the chair, Puoi ucciderlo ora (you can kill now) she told Hamilton.    Hamilton gave his guys the nod and as he and Dawn were walking out of the warehouse they heard the shots.  

Alexander-Hamilton and I arrived back to Bentley apartment and told him about everything that happened and our next mission was to take out the Blair brothers.  We had time to take care of that and want to plan the strategy.  Hamilton told us goodnight he had some other business to take care of.  I walked him to the door gave him a hug and told him I would see him tomorrow and thanked him for everything.  I told Bentley was headed down stairs to my apartment and was going to chill.  I made a few calls to Kaya and Ryman_Branson, everything was going well. I took a warm bath then climbed into a warm bed.

I had just doze off when the phone woke me up.  It was Ginger hysterical yelling that Hamilton had been gunned down. Then all of a sudden I hear my front door open.  I dropped the phone pick up my pistol took the safety off to hear Big Moe saying Dawn, Dawn it’s me. 

When he ran into the bedroom, I saw the look on his face,  I knew it was true.  He came and grabbed me before my weaken legs let me drop to the floor, sat me on the bed and sat down next to me. A cry came out of me that I just knew could be heard blocks away.  He cradled me until there was a pounding on the door. Moe let me go and answered the door, it was Ginger and Pepper.

The first thing I thought about was that it had something to do with the Blair brothers.  But they assured me it wasn’t.  It was an internal take down of his Don’s organization. Somehow his organization became some type of threat and had to be eliminated.

Now that Bentley reluctantly trusted Dawn to handle the Blair brothers her plans were falling into order rather nicely. Madam Justine a good friend of hers and one of her most valuable informants called to let her know that she had secured the entertainment for Harold Armstrong bachelor party Saturday.  Harold is Edward Blair’s future son-in-law and he was giving him extravagant sending off party.

Dawn went down her check list.

1. Johnny_Burtolini would pick up everyone in the limo and escort them to the party.  At the party he would keep an eye out for the girls until their mission is completed.
2. Juanita will provide the entertainment to keep everyone distracted.
3. Pierre will design a ring that would easily open and be easy for the drug to be poured into a drink.
4. Kaya will handle Edward Blair making sure he drinks the concoction.
5. EstherScarpati will handle Joseph Blair approximately an hour after Kaya completed her mission.

If everything works according to plan both Blair brothers will have heart attacks in 12 hours.  The excitement of the wedding will caused both of their deaths.

Dawn just couldn’t believe she was regrouping again.  She already lost Alexander-Hamilton when he was gunned down,Nick_Valentine had just upped and retired and now Juanita. She was truly going to miss the Queen of Sass.  They guy Paulson must have really pissed her off.  Well anyway they took care of him and that guy Tyler Durden so there was some consolation there.

But things had to go on as planned.  Madam Justine will take care of the entertainment to keep the party going and keep people distracted.   Dawn had a talk with Kaya and EstherScarpati and had confidence that could pull it off.

She got in touch with Johnny_Burtolini let him know everything was still a go and to ready to pick us up at 8:00 pm Friday to take us to the bachelor party.

Johnny_Burtolini, phoned us to let us know he was waiting downstairs.  Tugging on their very short dressing Kaya, EstherScarpati and Dawn made their way downstairs to the limo. Tony the limo driver and Johnny were standing outside the limo and helped the girls get in.  Johnny sat in the front with Tony and quickly made the comment that we were some sexy looking woman.

As we drove to the bachelor party Johnny popped open a bottle of champagne and we toasted to a successful evening.  Johnny then took the rings Pierre designed and gave them each one.  They carefully placed the rings on their fingers but knew that they would work just fine.

When they arrived at the party Madam Justine had it rocking.  Some were already under the influence of the alcohol.

Dawn spotted the Edward and Joseph Blair with Eric the groom to be huddle up talking together.  Dawn knew that would never work.  Kaya and Esther knew their targets so she told them let’s move in.

Dawn approached Eric while Kaya and Esther took on the brothers. The brothers backed off with a smile as Kaya and approached them and kind of gave Eric a thumps up.

In a very sexy manner Dawn told Eric how handsome he was and that his wife to be was a very lucky woman.   She was throwing a lot of advances at him knowing how timid he was and almost laughed when he told her he had told his wife to be he would be good at the party. 

She keep her eye on Kaya and Esther and it seemed like they were working their show especially when she saw Joseph so smitten with Esther and Edward following Kaya. 

She just kept up the small talk with Eric keeping him away from the brothers so Kaya and Esther could do their thing.

It wasn’t long before Kaya gave her the signal mission accomplished.  We all just danced and mingled another hour and Johnny gave Esther the signal it was time for her to do her thing.  Surprisingly it didn’t take her long at all before she gave the signal of a mission accomplished.

I told Eric to come on and have one more drink.  He was almost wasted already.  I poured him a drink used my magic ring to place a concoction in his drink that would make him so horny he’s not going to think about being a good boy for his wife to be. 

As we were leaving I thank Madam Justine for everything she had done and told her that her girls are going to have fun with the husband to be. 

If there's one thing Kaya loved, it was using her sexuality to get the upper hand in this world of theirs. Don't get it twisted -- she wasn't some bimbo who teased and flirted her way into the finer things in life -- no, what she enjoyed was using people's lust and naivety against them in the worst way possible. It may be cruel using people's desires against them, but in Kaya's mind, it should serve as a lesson to them to think with their heads and not their dicks. There was no beating the adrenaline rush brought by the feeling of having people melt like putty in her hands...

Needless to say, when Dawn_ explained her situation with the Blair brothers and their penchant for... working women... Kaya was already on-board with whatever plan Dawn had in mind. Not only will she get to play her favorite role for a night but she also rightfully avenge what those scumbags tried doing to Bentley. She'd only ever met the old man a few times in the past, but he was always sweet and Kaya knew how much he meant to Dawn, so these men had to be taken care of before they pull another stunt like that again.

With Kaya putting on her most provocative clothes and dashing on a bit of perfume to add that extra allure, she felt the air thicken with excitement as they got inside the limo which Johnny_Burtolini rented for the night. They all took sips of champagne but were careful not to drink too much -- nothing can ruin their plan. As they finalized who was going to do what, Johnny handed over two rings to Kaya and EstherScarpati, rings that looked so inconspicuous that she thought it was just a random token. When Dawn explained it actually contained the poison to be administered, Kaya gave her friend a sly smile at how ingenious the little gadget was. She wore one cautiously as they started prepping for the big event, and took a deep breath to steel herself as they pulled over.

Kaya was almost giddy when they got to the hotel they were going to pull the job off at. Giving her accomplices one last nod before heading inside, Kaya put on her most coquettish smile as she entered the dark room filled with testosterone-jacked men sitting around with copious amounts of alcohol strewn about the place. This job was going to be easier than she thought. "Hello, boys. Who's the lucky guy getting hitched tomorrow?" She asked in a sultry voice, smirking as the men pointed to Edward's son-in-law to be.

"Well, we've got something real special for you tonight..." The lights were dimmed and a sort of fog filled the room. As everyone started taking their positions, it didn't take much for Kaya to identify the Blair brothers considering they were the only older men present. Kaya assumed most of the attendees tonight were the groom's friends who were all around his age, so the two men above 40 stuck out like a sore thumb. She looked at Esther and gave her a small nod as she slid into Edward's lap with a caress of his cheek. He seemed to tense up at first but eventually gave in when he locked eyes with her.

"Let me guess... daddy of the bride?" She purred close to his face, drawing his full attention as she eyed his drink which lied on the table next to him. She heard his breath catch in his throat as she trailed her fingers across his face, down his chest, and dangerously close to what was between his legs. While she had him wrapped around her finger, she scoped out the perimeter and found some of the other men eyeing them from time to time. It was going to be tricky trying to slip the poison in without him or anyone else in the room noticing, but Kaya was determined to see this through. "You nervous for the big day tomorrow?"

Edward shook his head no and puffed out his chest in a pathetic attempt to make himself look more manly. "No, why would I? My little girl... she's just being taken away from me... it's no big deal..." Kaya tried to hide her smirk as she heard Edward's voice crack and his demeanor soften. This was her moment. "Aw, do you want to talk about it somewhere more... private?" 

She led Edward into the small balcony and fixed a drink for both of them atop the terrace as he continued to pour his heart out about how he felt about the wedding. Having her back turned against him, she swiftly popped open the ring and dropped in the poison in his whiskey, waiting for it to dissolve before turning back around. Again, she sat in his lap and offered him the drink while she sipped on hers, watching him bring it to his lips but set it down right before taking a sip. "I'm just gonna miss her around the house, you know? And that scumbag she's marrying... terrible!" 

Getting a bit impatient, Kaya picked his drink back up and handed it to Edward. "You know what might help you feel better? Drinking alcohol." He shook his head no and continued ranting about his future son-in-law. She nodded and pretended that she was listening when in reality she was imagining stabbing him right there and right then. It took a while but when he finally picked his glass back up out of his own volition, he downed the whole drink in one gulp and smiled at Kaya. "I'm sorry I'm putting you through all this grief, doll. I'm sure you can comfort me in other ways..."

As he leaned in for a kiss, Kaya dodged it and jumped straight up before regaining her composure and leaning back towards him. "Not now, darling... we can save that for later. The night is still young and we should rejoin the party. You paid for it after all, right?"

Edward grunted as she pulled his hand back towards the festivities. As she did, she locked eyes with Dawn and Johnny before giving them a nod to signify that the mission was accomplished before searching for Esther in the crowd, flashing her a small thumbs-up behind Edward's back. Phase one was complete. Now they needed to set the scene for phase two...

EstherScarpati was absolutely estatic after her meeting with her Sis, Dawn_ and Dawn_'s RHW, Kaya. It seems that karma had finally caught up to the Blair Brothers and retribution was being played by way of Esther and Kaya via poison administered from ingenious rings Dawn_ had crafted for just such a purpose. Of course an operation such as the one they were planning would involve many characters but Kaya and Esther had the privilege of playing avenging angels in the matter.

After changing her garb for her role of lady of the night, after all, only something so base as a prostitute would not raise suspicions on the Blair Brothers' part, Esther makes her way to the waiting car, ready to wisk them away to where the dastardly deed would take place.

Esther makes her way to the bar for a nice martini and and sees a poker game going on. Why not while I wait, she thinks. After a good thirty minutes, she scans the crowd and spots Kaya who gives her a thumbs up, indicating she had taken care of the first part of the mission.

Ok, showtime, Esther tells herself. Now, where, oh where is Joseph Blair? Right as she asks the question of herself, she spots him, in the middle of what looked liked many toasts for the upcoming wedding, surrounded by thugs, seated near the stage. 

She sashays her way over to his table and boldly asks him if there is room for one more in his party, to which he replies in the affirmative. After some hassle, a chair is placed beside Joseph's and Esther takes her seat, making certain to put her exposed legs and cleavage front and center for Joseph.

A drink is brought for her and she nods and raises her glass to Joseph. Together they drink and he leers at her. Like putty in my hands, Esther thinks. She drops her hand from the drink and firmly places it on Joseph's knee, giving it a firm squeeze along with a leer and a wink. She leans in and breathily says to him, Perhaps somewhere more...private? But of course, he says. I have a suite here in the hotel. He turns to the thug next to him and tells him, with a nod in Esther's direction and more leering, his plans. 

He stands up and pulls Esther's chair back for her. Arm and arm, they head to the suite. Esther fills the time and distance stoking Charles' ego until they arrive at the suite and he unlocks the door and motions her in.

They enter and Esther offers to make them drinks from the stocked bar. Charles indicates a scotch on the rocks would be fine and Esther takes two glasses, places ice in them both and then turns her back on Charles, blocking his view of what she was doing. Charles is busy removing his tie and making himself comfortable. She quickly and adeptly empties the contents of the ring into his glass, pours the scotch, gently swirling the glass. She turns and hands the drink to Charles and picks hers up.

A toast! To new friends, good, good friends, she says. I'll drink to that darling, Charles says. With one motion, he turns back his head and drains his glass.

Esther tells him she needs to freshen up and enters the washing facilities. After a short time, there is a knock on the suite door and Esther exits the washroom to find Charles, swaying from side to side, answer the door. She sees Johnny_Burtolini, come to play messenger and let Charlie know that Esther's services are needed elsewhere.

She grabs her purse and quickly exits the suite, mission accomplished.

They stayed at the bachelor party a little longer enjoying the food, drinks and watching the men make complete fools of themselves as Madam Justine's real girls did a thing or so on them. Both Kaya and EstherScarpati signaled they had enough.  Dawn told Johnny_Burtolini they were ready to go and he told her he would meet them outside.  A few minutes later the ladies made their way outside to the limo.  On the drive back they again popped opened a bottle of champagne laughed and talked about their mission accomplished.

The next morning Dawn walked down to the corner to pick up the morning paper.

As she walked she would hear the man at the newspaper stand saying “Extra, Extra read all about it”   She grabbed a paper and handed the man a nickel.  As she walked away she opens the paper to the headlines.

Prominent Blair brothers died of heart attacks at wedding.

 

Both Edward and Joseph Blair had apparent heart attacks while attending the exclusive wedding of Edward’s daughter Crystal.

In front of almost 300 guests Edward Blair while dancing with his wife Margaret fell to the floor grasping for breath.  Edward Blair died on the scene.

Distraught over his brother’s death, almost an hour later Joseph Blair started experiencing chest pains and was rushed to the hospital.  Unfortunately he was dead on arrival.

The medical examiner ruled each death Nature causes – death by heart attack.

Apparently both had attended a wild bachelor party for the future son-in-law the night before.  The excessive drinking and partying seemed to have taken a toll on their hearts.  

There was a slight investigation and authorities has determined it a close case.

Dawn walked back to the apartment , she asked Jeff the doorman to make sure Kaya, EstherScarpati and Johnny_Burtolini received the morning paper. She smiled as she caught the elevator to Bentley's apartment.