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Entering the upscale wine bar, May approaches a darkly tanned man sitting alone. "Hello, you must be Mr. Black." she says as she sits next to him, while Tara cautiously sits on a foot stool next to her.
Looking at the two young women for just a moment; "You're mistaken, sorry." The man says gruffly.
Nonchalantly May pours herself and Tara a glass of wine from the bottle on the table while saying; "I'm 'Mr. Setec'. And we have a business agreement Mr. Black."
Visibly startled for just a moment; "Your 'Mr. Setec'? You even old enough to be in here little girl?"
"My money is old enough Mr. Black. Now about our agreement?" May asks in a serious tone.
Taking a drag on his cigarette; "Ya, about that. There's lotsa heat right now; cops, feds, even the military running all over the city looking for your friend there, I even got a bulletin. So we're gonna have to change the deal." Mr. Black tells her bluntly.
With a dark look May responds; "I've already deposited twenty thousand into your account, as you already know. And no one pays twenty thousand dollars for two people to travel from the east coast to the west coast unless there's heat involved. As you also already know. Now you have a reputation Mr. Black for always finishing a job. We made an agreement, you've been paid, so do the fucking job." She finishes coldly.
Taking another drag on his cigarette before tossing it into his wine glass and saying; "Huh, well you don't look anything like I imagined you would; but you sure sound like Mr. Setec." Standing suddenly Mr. Black says; "What I meant was our time table has moved up. Instead of leaving tonight as we arranged, we need to leave right now, so I hope your already packed."
"We have one bag, in the car right outside." May replies as she and Tara quickly follow the Captain of the Midnight Oil cargo ship out of the bar.
"Good. Then in eight hours you can drink someone else's expensive wine on the west coast." he says with a grin. "And by the way, I'm also a fan of the movie 'Sneakers'."

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Entering the upscale wine bar, May approaches a darkly tanned man sitting alone. "Hello, you must be Mr. Black." she says as she sits next to him, while Tara cautiously sits on a foot stool next to her.
Looking at the two young women for just a moment; "You're mistaken, sorry." The man says gruffly.
Nonchalantly May pours herself and Tara a glass of wine from the bottle on the table while saying; "I'm 'Mr. Setec'. And we have a business agreement Mr. Black."
Visibly startled for just a moment; "Your 'Mr. Setec'? You even old enough to be in here little girl?"
"My money is old enough Mr. Black. Now about our agreement?" May asks in a serious tone.
Taking a drag on his cigarette; "Ya, about that. There's lotsa heat right now; cops, feds, even the military running all over the city looking for your friend there, I even got a bulletin. So we're gonna have to change the deal." Mr. Black tells her bluntly.
With a dark look May responds; "I've already deposited twenty thousand into your account, as you already know. And no one pays twenty thousand dollars for two people to travel from the east coast to the west coast unless there's heat involved. As you also already know. Now you have a reputation Mr. Black for always finishing a job. We made an agreement, you've been paid, so do the fucking job." She finishes coldly.
Taking another drag on his cigarette before tossing it into his wine glass and saying; "Huh, well you don't look anything like I imagined you would; but you sure sound like Mr. Setec." Standing suddenly Mr. Black says; "What I meant was our time table has moved up. Instead of leaving tonight as we arranged, we need to leave right now, so I hope your already packed."
"We have one bag, in the car right outside." May replies as she and Tara quickly follow the Captain of the Midnight Oil cargo ship out of the bar.
"Good. Then in eight hours you can drink someone else's expensive wine on the west coast." he says with a grin. "And by the way, I'm also a fan of the movie 'Sneakers'."