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Everything about today had been late. Sp woke up late, his train was late, he arrived at work late, and even his lunch had been late. And now he had just left work, an hour after he usually would, to make up for the time lost earlier that morning. To top it all off, he was stuck in the city overnight having missed his train home, and he’d have to rent a room and wear the same clothes to work again. The entire day was a write off.
Kicking the sidewalk as he went, Sp grumblingly head to the cheapest motel in the area. The room price would nearly eat up all of the money he had earned today, and he couldn’t afford that. Times were hard. He worked long hours, more weekends than not, and still had nothing to show for it. But he couldn’t complain. At least he was keeping his nose clean. He knew a lot of people turned to a life of crime when the going gets tough, but Sp planned to steer clear of that.
With this eyes on the sidewalk, he almost didn’t see her. And had he not, perhaps he would be better off. But he did, just barely, the swirl of a red dress around heeled ankles. He looked back as she whispered by him, frozen in place, completely drawn in.
She was stunning. Long, dark hair, curves in the right places, and that dress. Flowing, expensive, red. A right Lady in Red.
Sp’s legs started moving before he was even aware of what he was about to do. He went after her, “Excuse me, Miss?” She turned around, dark eyes staring questionably. “Might I take you out for a drink?” Sp asked confidently, the question sliding out effortlessly. He had nothing to lose. To his shock, she smiled at him.
“I’d love to.”
The evening had gone by like a dream. A wallet’s worth of drinks later, he had found himself checking into his motel with the woman where she spent the better part of the evening. He was on top of the world and nothing could take that rush from him. Only in the wee hours of the morning did she finally depart, leaving her number and requesting his call. He returned to the bed and fell asleep grinning.
A few hours later he woke for work, showered, dressed, arrived on time, and went about his day with a hop in his step. It was five minutes before his lunch when the company secretary approached him. “A phone call, sir.”
He picked up the company phone, “Hello?”
“We know what you did with the bosses wife,” a gruff voice came from the earpiece, sending chills down Sp’s spine. “and yah better bet yer gunna pay for it.” CLICK. The line went dead.
Sp handed the phone shakily back to the secretary as his entire world came crashing down. |
