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Post by Anna K. on Jun 1, 2016 13:25:57 GMT -6
 In the end of more one day she was super tired. Her hair up , no make up anymore, she has been working for about 14 hours now, all night long and the beginning of the morning, the Pub was already cleaned and the chairs upside down on the tables, but Paolo was there as well, her friend and guardian, she smiles at him, "Do you wanna some coffee?" she walks over him refilling his cup and kissing his face.."You know you don 't need to stay all night here watching my back, go home and relax, everythig is alright now.." she caresses his old hand and goes behind the balcony. The old man just smiles in return.."Ah..Anna I am very good, I Don't have anything to do anyway, since I retired my life is pretty much boring.." He chuckles a little rusty and drinks the coffee lighting another cigar. Anna smiles and shakes her head.."You should go out, dance, date, get married...." she laughs..."A woman wouldn't let you feel bored.." laughing she sits close to him placing a plate of scrumbled eggs and bacon.."At least you must eat." she smiles and then drinks her own coffee. She sighs.."I feel bored as well my friend, living here inside this place, not able to go around the world, no friends, no family, I can't trust no one...it sucks.."Paolo rolls his eyes.." You can go out, date, get married as well, just need to be carefull, the thing is we do not know who we caan trust anymore Anna. But you can go somewhere else, travel....hum..New york maybe, California....what do you think?" she smiles and shakes her head.."I don't know...sometimes I feel they are still hunting me..." she smiles sadly, Paolo smiles sadly in return.."Let's go home..." the man says as they stands..Anna says goodbye to a girl who works there and they leave home. Walking down the street , with people coming and going, some of them talking on the phone and laughing, couples holding each other, she thinks about how her life would be if her father wasn't murdered. She puts her sunglasses on as well the hood of her blouse and they walk over the last corner of the street, opening a little door, she hugs Paolo as she goes inside, the man walks a little more and as well goes inside a little white house. As anna goes upstairs she gets her mail, some bills only and opens the the door number three, when she is closing it a old lady waves to her from the door number two, she waves back and closes the door. She places all the mail on the little table of the living room as she plays the answer machine..."You have no message" the metallic voice says as she sighs deeply.."Of course not"...placing her cellphone and her keys down she goes to the bathroom trying to relax....she is lonely and sick of this situation, her only friend is a sixty years old man and he is also tired of that life. After a long shower she dresses her pijamas and goes to couch watch a TV series...checking once again her messages, and again and again...her cellphone on the balcon of the kitchen, not even the bank sending her a message...she lets it go as she watches TV...soon she will return to the pub anyway...the phone rings..she picks up and it is Paolo.."Hi girl, everything alright? watching a movie?" she smiles and shakes her head.."Yes, everything is good, and yes I am " "Alright girl, try to sleep and rest.." "So do you, Paolo. bye" "Bye girl"...she smiles and lays down again covering herself and trying to sleep... |
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Post by Anna K. on Oct 10, 2016 17:16:30 GMT -6
It was about 7pm , Anna was ready to go to Fadó and the phone rings, she looks at it and sighs, "Nope, not now", she smiles and walks to the kitchen , as her voice fills the place, "Well, if your calling here you know who I am , please leave a message"...and then she hears a lot of noise, like a night club, she couldn't hear right what it was saying, it was weird, and the call really bad, "...It's xxxxxx..call...ck...312 523 xxxx" She blinks and walks to the phone, “Hello, hello, who's this?", but there was no one there, at same time she called Paolo, her heart running...”Paolo, hi, can you come here now? I want to show something before I go to the club...alright, bye”. She sits there and waits, less than two minutes she hears someone at the door...”Anna...Anna?" She walks to the door and opens it, she smiles slightly and goes right to the answer machine...playing it..."...It's xxxxxx...call...ack...312 523 xxxx" Her eyes watching Paolo's reaction, the man was pale, he lifts his eyes over her and shakes his head, "I am not sure, but you better do not go tonight", she shakes her head.."No, I won't live this all again, it is annoying, I can't go out, I can't make friends, now I can't work", shakes her head even more, "No way Paolo, it is not right, I won't be stuck in here, it's not fair.." as she says that she goes to her bedroom and grabs her jacket , "I will go to my work, and if this call was really for me, we will find out soon" Paolo shakes his head.."Do not be stubborn, Anna", "No, I refuse to go inside all this shit over again, I am out of it, understand? " the man sighs, "Anna, we will have to live Chicago soon, you know that right?" Shaking her head...”Well, not tonight, tonight I have to work, I am sorry”. She walks to the door and then Paolo follows her, she closes the door, and goes downstairs, as they leave the man can't relax, they goes up on the street, it’s not so far, Paolo's eyes scans each inch of the blocks, as they enter the pub, closing the door after them as they do, Paolo's eyes still watch the street by the glass, maybe they are around, already watching her...Anna goes to the back door smiling at the customers, Paolo's eyes then turn inside, maybe they are already here.."
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Post by Rick Holmes on Feb 4, 2017 20:51:13 GMT -6
Rick turned the rented car's engine off, sitting there listening to the ticking as the super-hot metal began to cool in the evening air, to the sounds drifting out from the pub, his blue eyes drifting over each patron as they entered or left the building. He was on a ten-hour layover, the plane he'd been on having had mechanical problems that had resulted in their emergency re-routing to O'Hare airport for repairs. He had decided to head out into the city to see what he could see of the nightlife here, trying to keep himself distracted from the thoughts about what he must do on the other end of his trip.
Heaving a deep sigh, he pushed the door open, taking the key from the ignition and pocketing it as he stood. He knew that he'd stick out like a sore thumb here, wearing the immaculate three-piece suit seemingly mandated by the Bureau while everyone else was wearing what could collectively be called "casual wear". Mentally shrugging away his self-consciousness, he headed to the pub's door.
Squeezing as politely as possible through the crowd, he headed to the bar, taking a stool at the corner of the bar nearest to a wall, he signalled to the bartender that he would like to order something, his eyes moving watchfully among the crowd.
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Post by Anna K. on Feb 4, 2017 21:09:12 GMT -6
Paolo's eyes turns to the door as he feels the cold coming from the outside reaching his neck, he freezes as the man comes in. He watches the man as he walks in and sits down, then his eyes are already over Anna, their eyes meet she gives him a softly smiles as she moves her lips.."I am ok", she nods slightly and walks over to the man...Anna moves gracefuly but she is not the kind of girl who is there to show herself, this work for her is the way she found to see people and keep her mind busy, she slightly smiles as she says a little loud since the bar is full and people are talking and laughing, the music is loud and a group in the back of the bar is dancing and celebrating in a round and big table, taking care of the juke box, "Good eveing..How can I help you, Sir?" she watches the man , knowing he is probably lost in this kind of bar, but says nothing, she places the menu on the counter as she takes away some empty glasses and cleans the wooden balcony....Anna is not that feminine, she cares not about make up and this kind of stuff but she is a beatiful woman, her muliebrity is none compared to the girls with short skirts and V necklines... she lifts her face as she watches the man face, trying to figure out what in hell a man like that is doing there, Paolo's eyes doesn't move a inch as he watches the man behavior
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Post by Rick Holmes on Feb 4, 2017 21:15:46 GMT -6
Rick looked over at the man watching him, then smiles as disarmingly as he could to both the man and to the woman offering to serve him, waving away the menu. "How about just a glass of whatever happens to be your best house wine? I'm just looking for a place to unwind a bit, just got off a plane that had some sort of malfunction, coulda died!" He chuckled at his own joke, but the laughter barely even reached the expression in his eyes as they continued to watch those around the bar. One might even say his attitude was verging on paranoia, but those that would say such a thing would likely be unaware of that paranoia being trained into the Bureau's agents...
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Post by Anna K. on Feb 4, 2017 21:24:42 GMT -6
Anna's blue eyes brights as she looks at the man and then to Paolo and back to the man.."I understand" she smiles, a little bit more warm, "Sir , the place is like this , loud and crowded but we have great wines, so, let me know what nationality do you prefer? and..." she smiles a little bit more.."red, white?" Anna was raised by rich people, and this man is used with very good stuff..
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Post by Rick Holmes on Feb 4, 2017 21:29:03 GMT -6
Chuckling, he replied, "Drop the 'sir'. I'm off-duty; plus, I'm not in the military. Just call me Rick, okay?" He thought for a moment, then added, "Tell you what, make it a blackberry merlot, if you have any. Wild Vines, if you've got it, but any other brand will do. Just so long as it isn't Boone's Farm. That stuff's for teenagers, anyways." His own smile thawing toward warmness a bit, he glanced back over at the man that had been watching him, nodding in as pleasant a manner as he knew how. "Friend of yours?" he asked the pretty lady while she was getting his drink. "Or just overprotective of his turf?"
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Post by Anna K. on Feb 4, 2017 21:46:50 GMT -6
At first she chuckles and nods, "Alright ..Rick, you are off but as you see I am ..." she moves her hand around" in, Sooo...Wild vines will be" she gets a little uncomfortable by his question about Paolo who is now really curious as she can see on his face, well anyone could see that anyway, her eyes watching him, she shakes her head.."A friend ...of my...yes, my friend.." that sound weird but she heads away to get him some wine but first she goes over Paolo, "Please you need to stop now, he is just a customer, coming from a trip, please...leave me work alright?" she smiles and caresses his hand, as she goes away to the back to get the man his wine, as she does, Paolo nods back to Rick with a little smile and looks away sighing..he sips his beer as he scans the room and goes smoke outside, anna returns with the bottle and the glass she places both in front of him, opens the wine and fills the glass just a little bit so he can prove it, and if he does she will serve him a little more and place the bottle down as well..."Here , I am Anna, if you need something else.." she smiles and this time is a sincere and nice smile.
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Post by Rick Holmes on Feb 4, 2017 21:59:39 GMT -6
Rick smiled as reassuringly as he could at her discomfort. "Thanks," he said as he leaned back as far as the stool allowed, letting the wine in his glass breathe before sipping it. He knew that the brand was good, but he had also heard about some bars filling their bottles with a half-and-half mixture of wine and grape juice. It was apparent that this was not the case here. After all, if it were the case, she would have poured a full glass right off the bat.
"So," he said while he waited. "Just what is there to do in this town besides drink and dance? I'm new around here...Well, that's not strictly true, but it's my first time here that wasn't on business, and I have about another eight and a half hours to kill before I gotta get back to the airport."
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Post by Anna K. on Feb 4, 2017 22:18:21 GMT -6
She fills the glass a little more and places the bottle down, she smiles and nods.."Well..I don't have time to spend the night having fun, I work here, I am new here as well but Chicago has lots of comedy to enjoy at night... my favorite is Second City but there are others.." she smiles and walks away a little then she returns and places a guide of the city full of atractions, she smiles a little ashamed..."I am sorry I do not have a great social life, when I am not here, I am at home"..she thinks a little bit and sighs, knowing how she shows herself uninteresting, she bites her lower lip embarassed, blushing a little , wondering if she is not telling too much, she doesn't have the habit to be talktive with man , "Rick, let me know if you need something else.." she nods and walks over to serve some other customers, Paolo comes in again and sits down, noding to her and looking at Rick again...as she approches servering another client he whispers.."Do not talk too much about you Anna, you know we will leave soon considering the phone call.." she looks at him and nods saying nothing , as she walks here and there serving tables and handling with the drank boys here and there, as she from time to time watches Rick...wondering how his life is ...
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Post by Rick Holmes on Feb 4, 2017 22:26:25 GMT -6
Taking the glass after she'd filled it, he smiled over the rim as he raised it to his lips and sipped, his eyes closing as he did so. Ah, bliss he was thinking as he did. Setting the glass down, he murmured as she walked away, sadness filling his eyes now, "I know that feeling all too well..." He watched her and her friend, without turning his head toward them, watching in the reflections of the bottles, the glasses, any mirrors. He was adept at reading lips, so he was able to catch the mentioning of a phone call. He quirked a brow, but otherwise kept his reaction to himself. "Delicious wine, ma'am," he said over the din. "You'd be surprised how many bars in D.C. don't even carry this type. I'm very glad to have found this place, then. Well, the wine as well as the beautiful decor." He winked in Anna's direction, giving her a small salute with the glass before taking a deeper draft from it.
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Post by Anna K. on Feb 4, 2017 22:43:41 GMT -6
She blushes a little bit and smiles in return as she nods, from this time Paolo already realized she is watching the man from time to time, all the time she walks closer to Paolo he whispers her something, "Anna, you know you can make friends here"...."Anna stop looking to the man"....things like that, at a point of the night she looks at the watch , she still have two hours and he is really bothering her, she walks to Paolo and smiles gently.."why don't you go home? There is no need for you to stay here, I call when I am off and you can come to meet me here and we go home, what do you think?" as she says it, a drank boy drops his glass, as a reflex she gives a little scare jump, seeing it just a glass she says to Paolo, "You need to live, go for a walk, please, you are making more nervous being here, please" she is blushed and grabbing a glass and a Jar of water she walks over Rick and serves him .."Sir...sorry..Rick, some water, a hangover of wine is not pleasant" she smiles a little bit " Do you decide already where to spend your eight hours?" she smiles a little more.."Are you hugry? I can bring you some snacks..." she looks at him , this time trying to watch his face a little bit more t remember it later...his clothes , hands, a very interesting man, not for her, but really interesting...an involuntarily and slightly blush burning her white skin...
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Post by Rick Holmes on Feb 4, 2017 22:53:18 GMT -6
He smiled in response to hers. "Thanks...Anna, was it?...but I never get hangovers. Besides, a glass or two, I'll barely even feel." He takes the water anyways, sipping it. The water cleared his palette, allowing him to better taste the wine anyways. "Food? No,thanks. I had just had my in-flight meal when the plane had to set down. As for where to spend my time, I haven't decided yet. I'm not really a "public" person. I confess, with my profession, I don't get to go out much, so going to a bar is really my only "down-time"."
He glanced at Paolo, then leaned slightly forward, lowering his voice, "I know I'm going to sound nuts, but...I work for the government. I can tell when someone's in trouble, and ma'am....I can tell you're in deep. If there's anything I can do, just let me know. If I can't do it, a few phone calls will." Reaching to the outer breast pocket of his suit, he produced a card with his office number, as well as his personal cell number, printed on it. He slid it across the bar and left it there. "Just in case, hmm?" he said, letting a moment of compassion cross his features. "You've been kind to me, a stranger. I just want to return the favor."
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Post by Anna K. on Feb 4, 2017 23:09:55 GMT -6
Paolo freaks out, Anna shivers losing all the color of her face.., she feel it, her eyes moves to Paolo, he stands and walks over to them, when Anna is moving her hand to grab the card he does first..she shivers once again, feeling her blood running, her heart beating fast.."Rick, meet Paolo, a good friend who is now leaving" she pulls the card from Paolo's hand and place it into her jean's pocket, rolling up the sleeves of her blouse, her tattoo is reaveled, the mark of her family, inside her forearm, she smiles in desguised..."Thank you Rick, be king is my job, I serve people.." Paolo stands his hand to Rick.."she is good , but thank you", shakes the man hand and leaves as he does once again he whispers..."Call me when you leave...I will take you home"...he nods to Rick again, the place now is becoming empty, the young ones are going to night clubes and movies, the old ones going home, she sighs and looks at Rick..."Thank you and if you need something else please call me" she says nothing if she is in trouble or not...she stares at him once again and smiling slightly and nervously she continues her work...then she goes to the bathroom and after closing the door she grabs the card, for a moment she thinks about throw it away but she places it in her pocket again...breathing she shakes her head, some tears coming to bother but not really falling..."Why I can have a normal life..?" she washes her face, dries it and put herself together, sighs and goes back to work
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Post by Rick Holmes on Feb 4, 2017 23:23:31 GMT -6
Rick watches her reactions, nodding to himself in his mind. Yep, she's definitely in trouble... he thought to himself as he shook Paolo's hand. With that, he drained his glass completely, then stood, pulling his wallet out and dropping a twenty dollar bill on the bar for the drink and a tip. "Thank you muchly, ma'am," he said. "Just remember what I said, okay?" he added kindly, then turned to the door and heads out as she went toward the bathroom.
Outside, he went to his car in the nearly empty parking lot, examining as closely as he could the exterior of the vehicle. He didn't really think that anyone had tampered with it in any way, not in the short time he'd been inside, but one never knows.
Once finished, he got into the car and drove down the street, parking where he wouldn't be easily visible, but could still keep the place under surveillance. He pulled out his phone and called the home office, getting a tech to begin running down all the information he could through the F.B.I.'s databases about the woman and her friend. He knew that she'd find out from his card, if she read it, that he was an Agent, but perhaps that might help convince her to confide in him. He did, after all, have more resources than she seemingly did.
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