Don Marcello Goes To Creek Town

He swaggered into a club called The Cheetah and took a sharp peep into what was going on inside. He gave way from the door and later sat at a table with two girls

One of the girls left her seat and sat next to him. "Sir, should I join you" Her smile was beautiful and she asked if his cigarette had finished.

"No no. You care? " Don Marcello took out the pack from his chest pocket and opened it.

She slipped out one stick clinically from the remaining eighteen sticks.

Don Marcello gave her his lighter.

"This is pure gold? Lizz, see." She struck the light once.

Lizzy rolled her eyes at Don Marcello again and again.

She had been lusting after him " Sir, you are not living around. I have not seen you before. " she said across the table.

Don Marcello agreed. " Does every girl come to this club? " he asked her.

"Every girl? No. Do you mean every club girl? "

"No. Any girl. Could any girl just follow her friends to come here? "

"You are funny. Of course, no."

"You said, of course, no. It can happen," said Lizzy's companion.

"Why asking? " asked Lizzy.

Great discoveries came from accidents. Who knows by his funny questions, a spark of light might lead to the right way.

"I am looking for somebody, a girl," Don said with audacity, without environmental intimidation. After all, the club was not for gentle people.

"How is she? Your girlfriend?" they threw questions at him.

"My girl. " Don Marcello said.

"What did you do to her? " they asked.

"We had an issue," said Don Marcello

Lizzy asked her name and he told her and she muttered"Melissa... Melissa. "

"Maria's friend, that comes and goes, her name is Melissa. Could it be here?" she doubted.

"Where is the Maria?" asked Don Marcello.

"Wait, sir. What happened between you and your own Melissa?" Lizzy's companion chipped in.

Don Marcello, having heard there was one Melissa who comes and goes must dig out this person called Melissa.

This is about life and death. He must find Melissa or stay abroad without her rather than go home to live with Angelica.

"There must be a misunderstanding," he answered the girls.

"That's true." they agreed.

"So, the one you know. She will be around now? " Don Marcello asked.

"I only know the friend." Lizzy put him clear.

"Can you talk to the friend? " he asked.

"Do I've credit at all? " she doubted aside and was already calling before Don Marcello said he would buy her credit.

She went away from the noise and told Maria. "Somebody was asking for Melissa, I told him my friend's friend is Melissa. "

"You don't know who the person is?" Maria questioned how rational she was." What if he's police nosing around? " she asked her and rather than feel remorseful, she said," You need to see this guy" Lizzy sounded like she was inflating desire in Maria

"Who is he? " Maria asked.

" A don. You know what is a don?"

" Yahoo guy? "

"This one passes yahoo. He rides a Bugatti. Everything, gold."

" Tell him I'll come tomorrow. It could be my friend he was looking for but she hasn't told me of such a guy," said Maria.

"But where is your friend from? " Lizzy wanted accurate information to tell Don Marcello.

"Cosa," said Maria.

Lizzy came back to the table and reported "She said she'll come tomorrow if you'll come back. "

"But her friend's name is Melissa? " asked Don Marcello.

"Yes. From Cosa. "

"From Cosa? " Don Marcello must have lost his breathing. He went to the loo.

"From Cosa? " It was a half question, half statement. "God. I will be around. "

He returned to the table. Now, he must carry one of them, if possible the two, and go tonight.

They are the link. "When are you guys going?" he asked.

"Are you coming tomorrow? " they asked him. "We can go home with you." they smiled at their suggestion.

They came to hustle. Isn't it?

Don Marcello was ready to party till dusk, ready to paint the town red with the inhabitants of Creek Town, so far they all boil down to finding Melissa.

They drove away and came back the next day.

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