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Roxanne was sitting in her favorite bar sipping down a glass of premium vodka when out of
the corner of her eye she noticed this stranged bear sized man watching her, she had seen
him a few times before once or twice at the book store, the smoke shop, even outside her
apartment, Roxanne was beginning to worry that maybe someone put a mark on her head or the
feds were watching her again for one reason or another, She finished her drink and placed
the glass on the table quickly standing up an heading to the door, as she exited she quickly
ducked into a doorway and watched for the man, sure enough he emerged from the bar looking
up and down the street for her turning he walked in the opposite direction slowly she pulled
her glock from her coat holding it at her waisteline, moving as quiet as a cat she slinked
up behind him and pressed the barrel of the gun into his ribs,
"Looking for me? I want to know why you are following me and I want to know now.." She said
in a soft but stern voice to the man. Looking down at her he said "Get that pea shooter out
of my gut and I will tell you, I don't talk to well when my life is in question" Looking him
over, she pulled back her glock and tucked in the holster just inside her coat where it
could be grabbed if she needed it quickly. "Spill it." She said stepping back from him, "My
name is John Gronan I am a P.I. and I have been paid to follow you and find out about your
life." As he is saying this she shakes her head. "Why would someone want information about
me? Who is your employer?" She said doubting his words completely. "I can't tell you that
here not now and not like this." Reaching into his pocket he pulls out a business card and
holds it out to her. "Take this and come to my office tomorrow morning about 10:00am and I
will lay it all on the line for you ok?" He says this as he is still holding the card
waiting for her to take it from his hand. "How do I know this isn't a set up, and I wont
be walking into face my own doom?" She says as she takes the card from his hand looking
at it. "Listen I am not out to kill you believe me I have had many chances if I would have
wanted to take you out, like that night you were in the park for instance, but I didn't did
I? so just be there in the morning if you want to clear all this up." After he finishes
talking he tips his hat to her and walks off into the cold night. "I'll think about it." She
yells out to him her face a little red knowing she was seen by someone in the park that night,
She pushes the card down into her pocket and heads back to her apartment, she walks in removing
her jacket and her holster laying them over the back of a chair, slinking over to the sofa
she flops down to rest her bones, her mind drifts back to her talk with Mr. Gronan wondering
what he is really after, her eyes close she nods into a heavy sleep.
Sunlight beams on her pale face through the open curtins of her living room her eyes open and
closes quickly as she awakes her head rolls to the side and she can't help but notice the
clock. "9:00am already... I better get a move on" getting to her feet she goes into the other
room and quickly showers and dresses for the day ahead of her, she is wearing a white shirt
with buttons up the front plain black jeans and a modestly striped tie, she goes back into
the other room and retrieves the business card from last night she puts on her holster and
slings on her jacket and makes her way out of the building and heads to her destination,
upon arriving she keeps herself on guard as she heads up the staircase to the offices of
John Gronan, when she pushes the door open she sees Mr. Gronan sitting at his desk with his
feet proped up in an open drawer talking on the phone, she over hears him say. "She just walked
in I will call you back" He hangs up the phone putting his feet on the floor and turning to
face her. "I am glad you showed up please have a seat, I have a feeling your going to need
it" John opens a drawer and pulls out a file placing it on the desk as Roxanne sits down in
one of the chairs in front of his desk looking curiously. "So what is all this about I don't
like people snooping around my private affairs," She grumbles at him waiting for his reply.
"Its like this... you see my client is a woman from Vegas and she is very interested in
meeting you and learning all about you." Arching her brow at what she is hear she laughs.
"Well sir I don't see why your CLIENT would be interested in me so much that she would hire
you to gather informations about me, who is this client and what exactly does she want from
me?" She says staring him down intensly. "Relax doll face this is going to come as quiet a
surprise to you so brace yourself.. my clients name is Loretta and she is your sister." He
says with a smile on his wrinkled puss. "MY WHAT?!? sir someone is yanking your chain, I
have no family, my family have all died and been burried back in russia, so either someone
is playing a cruel joke or you sir are just a lying sack of shit!" Screaming at him she
gets to her feet and storms towards the door, but John grabs her arms and stops her holding
out a picture. "look at this look closely, is that not your father there holding that little
girl? C'mon look" Shaking loose from his grasp she snatches the picture and looks at it and
begins screaming again. "Where did you get this picture, tell me I want to know NOW!"
reaching into her jacket she pulls out her glock and points it at his head her hands trembling.
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