The Buyer

Elizabeth sat with Jabo, dolled up in a short black skirt, tights and garters, high heels, a silk black blouse, a matching jacket, and gold jewelry. She looked very much like the trophy she was. In came an Italian man.

"My apologies ... our lawyer was supposed to be meet us here, but he's been delayed. Luca Carmazzi," he said, shaking Jabo's hand and Elizabeth's hand.

The discussed the scope of a deal, the transition of certain aspects of the business to Luca's 'Family', shared responsibilities during the transition, finally into a clean break for Jabo, and thus, Elizabeth. It was an interesting discussion, but admittedly out of Elizabeth's expertise. She was eye candy, and if necessary, a chit to be cashed in.

The meeting was almost over when the lawyer arrived. He always kept a button open to show his thick chest hair when he wasn't in court. Frankly, Elizabeth always thought of him as a defense lawyer. His eyes widened with surprise when he saw Elizabeth, and then a coy smile flashed across his lips.

"Rocco Ferrari," he said, introducing himself with a mock smirk.