ND/Oakland Accept case 2
From Create Your Own Story
'Fine,' you say wearily. 'But I want twenty a day plus expenses and a hundred dollar retainer with the promise of a further two-fifty if I do the job.'
'You don't come cheap do you?' Blondie says, smiling.
'I'm going up against Marty Riordan,' you remind her. 'My life isn't worth much, but it's worth that much.'
She walks out of the door and comes back with a checkbook. She sits down on the sofa next to you. Her dressing gown opens up again, this time giving you a view of long, naked legs all the way up to the thigh. She doesn't seem to have noticed it. She writes out the check and hands it to you. 'Fifty dollars for expenses,' she says, 'and a hundred for your retainer.' You take it and slip it into your breast pocket.
'Is there anything else you need?' she asks.
Maybe it's the scotch. Maybe it's the heat. Whatever it is, you're suddenly tempted to do something stupid.
