TWENTY-SEVEN & EIGHT
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Sam began to cry. Tanya held her until she calmed. They returned to the house. There was a text message on John’ s phone. Sam read the message and showed it to Tanya. It was from George.“ Hutchinson OK all clear. George,” was all it said.“ What does it mean?” Tanya asked, as they sat on the sofa again.“ It means George called the right people and asked the right questions. The case is closed.”“ Who does George know?”“ You mean besides the chief of police, the mayor, the D. A. a few ex-senators and every state representative from this region of Texas?” Sam laughed.“ Yeah. Besides them,” Tanya joked.“ The top people on the other side of the legal system. But I don’ t know their names and you can’ t make me talk,” Sam whispered.“ Seriously?” Tanya asked, and watched Sam bite her lower lip and nod her head slowly.“ Scary people?”“ Worse than Eddie’ s because they are real monsters,” Sam said.“ How does George manage that?”“ Very carefully. He’ s some kind of genius. He doesn’ t write anything down. He stores it all in his head. Phone numbers, names, addresses, dates and a shit-load of information. He was counting money one day and Jeopardy was on the television. He answered every question before the contestants and never lost count,” Sam said in awe.“ Did you work for George?” Tanya asked. She knew what type of business George operated from the conversation with Eddie.“ Yes, I was a dancer.”“ What was it like to dance in front of all those men almost naked?”“ It was fun to be able to take hundreds of dollars from them and leave them with the worst case of blue balls they could ever imagine. You would have made a fortune,” Sam said.“ I don’ t have boobs,”“ I would have put you in a skimpy, schoolgirl outfit. Cute and innocent works. Did you see how fast John asked for the check when he saw you blush? I thought the evening was over when you flashed him in the limo,”“ But you wax too,” Tanya said.“ And it makes you look like a little girl. For some men forbidden fruit is very sexy. You don’ t think the seventy-two virgins those radicals are killing themselves for are a bunch of old virgins do you?” Sam made her point.“ Maybe they are reading it wrong and they are really getting a seventy-two year old virgin,” Tanya chided.“ Poetic justice. Oh honey, rub my feet, my corns are killing me.”“ Let me clear the cobwebs and you can get down to business stud muffin. I haven’ t had any dick in seventy-two years,” Tanya added.
They both started to laugh until it hurt. It was silly but welcomed. The day had been crazy. The emotional roller coaster had taken it’ s toll and both women were exhausted. Sam came out of the master suite with two pairs of pajamas and closed the door behind her. Tanya followed Sam to another large bedroom. They changed into the silky bed clothes and Sam asked if Tanya would mind sharing the king sized bed. Tanya turned down the bed and got in, answering the question without saying a word.“ Thank you for everything,” Sam said, and kissed Tanya goodnight.“ You’ re welcome,” Tanya said, turning out the light.