From Club To A Girl's Company

They came to Cheetah in the at 7 pm dot and waited for the Melissa's friend.

She came. A Latino, Don Marcello believed. She was of a different class. She has only a shade of brown on her lower lip that was a bit fuller than the upper. She had on a fez cap, jeans jacket, and a pair of jeans trousers.

Her innerwear was brown to go with her pair of Baileys.

"You didn't come yesterday." Don Marcello said.

"I don't always," she said.

"You have a tasking job? " Don Marcello asked.

"Yes." she said and told him," I am an industrial security. I am supposed to be on night duty."

"Okay. How about your friend Melissa?"

" This girl called me yesterday," she made a gesture," asking of Melissa. Who is Melissa, I asked her, she said my friend. There are many Melissas in the country."

Don Marcello agreed. He knew she was being cautious by the defense she was building and too, she ran a great deal of eyes on him

" So, who is Melissa? " she cleverly asked.

"Can I talk with you privately? " asked Don Marcello.

She bulged and both, walking away, "That is my car. " Don Marcello told her and they went to it and leaned their backs on it.

"I know as a security officer you are cautious. I am assuring you with my life that I am only searching for my wife. Who helped me find her will be rewarded well."

"You know, the police arrest innocent people. That's why everybody fears talking to them."

"So, do you know of any Melissa? " asked Don Marcello.

"That's your wife's name? I have a friend that bears the name but she isn't married. "

"Where is she from? " Marcello asked her

"Cosa," she said.

"Cosa. Do you have her picture? " asked Marcello.

" Yes. But it's not in this phone." she said," It is my phone. But both my phone and my bag are under police custody."

"Whyy? " Don Marcello asked, it was the point of a rising action.

"There was a fire outbreak where I was guarding. The fire consumed the whole warehouse and everything in it. They suspected sabotage. "

"Oh, God! An Innocent girl. Then what is the conclusion now? "

"Investigation is on. "

"Where is the warehouse? "

"Very close here. Still your breathing," she instructed Don Marcello, " you will perceive the odor of burnt foams"

" It's like am perceiving it." Don Marcello who obeyed her instruction guessed."You said it's not far? Can we drive to the place?" he asked.

A surprised look. She was no longer afraid but couldn't believe what was happening. She was the one who prompted him, he couldn't just plot to rape her without prior preparation. Okay. For the phone he was concerned. He wants to see the picture. She felt relaxed and convinced by her thought analysis.

They drove away. "What's your name?" She asked Don Marcello.

He told her the truth. Marcello. "You?" he asked her too.

"Maria Rodriguez," she said.

"Latino? "

"Uruguay "

"Okay. This is the place? " Don Marcello applied break.

"Yeah," she said.

"Oh." Don Marcello studied the place without coming down.

It was 7:30 pm a car was coming out of the premises.

"That's the manager. Oh, the police too. "

Don Marcello waved the car to stop.

The man at the steering was average-looking. He saw Maria and corked eyes at her and to Don Marcello again who was approaching their car with the girl glumly following behind.

Don Marcello began to speak to them. The policeman was the Crime Officer

"I humbly ask for a minute to investigate the case, the source of the fire for us to know the measure we gonna take." Do Marcello said after he had introduced himself.

The Crime Officer nodded. "You said you were once in the service? " asked the Crime Officer. "Which station? "

"Area F command." replied Don Marcello and added for authentication, " 2015 to 2020"

"I think this girl was one of the suspects? What connection have you with her, sorry to ask. " said the Crime Officer.

"I met her in the course of searching for my wife."

"Your wife? " aghast was the Crime Officer, Maria too, and the man at the steering too.

For Maria, how brazen he was to tell them he was searching for his wife.

"Well, that's a private matter. When are you coming to our station? "

"Invite me tonight I will come, sir. "

The police officer muffled a smile. "You bring him to my office. " the CO pointed at Maria.

"One request sir. I heard a lorry brought foams too before the incident. Bring the security on duty and the lorry man. "

"I will." assured the Crime Officer.

The car drove off and the Bugatti too.

Maria was mesmerized." Where are you going now? " she wanted to know. She cannot leave him. Let this be the only time she had toasted a man. Her fear is, does he find her attractive? And on a social level, would he date a poor girl? a security?

"I have to go back to my chalet. "

"Do those girls know there? "

"They told me the place. I didn't know anywhere."

Maria did not want him to go back to the chalet. But her room was just in a low-end street without the comfort his body would require.

"What do you want? So that we won't miss the appointment." Don Marcello helped her to speak her mind.

"I would have said come to my place but you may not like it. "

"Would I be secured there?"

Don Marcello glanced at her

"Would it be an offense to come with me?" he asked.

She shook her head. "But I don't like those girls. I can take you to another place. "

What would happen tomorrow? What could be the resounding effect?

Is Don Marcello matching to his destruction or his bliss?

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