This story begun with Collections and continued with Collections – Part 2.
The sun was high in the sky when a call from the front desk woke Jerry. It was the clerk reminding him that checkout was in 30 minutes. He told the clerk ok, and rolled over on to his back. The petite naked girl lying next to him half covered immediately brought back memories of the previous night. “Shit!” was all he could think.
Jerry’s mind went into overdrive as he thought about the situation. This case had been one error after another. Last night he topped it off with an inexcusable felony. He considered just walking out, and leaving her there. She’d obviously want to take off, but there would be questions first. Lots of questions, and the authorities might become involved. The staff finding a naked girl with a bruised bottom would warrant a call to the locals at least.
He had to wake her, but how could he get her to escape without directly telling her to do it? Maybe if he acted like nothing happened and just “forgot” to secure her, she’d escape on her own. It was worth a try, he rationalized as he finished getting dressed.
He shook Ellie’s shoulder gently, stirring her from her slumber. “Hmm, AH!” she shrieked in surprise at the unfamiliar man waking her up. She rolled to her left, untangling the comforter from her body as she fell to the floor. Immediately she grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around herself.
At the glimpse of Ellie’s bare form, Jerry turned around, hiding his eyes from her. “Ah, we have to get going,” he said, walking towards the door. The little door hanger caught his attention. Free continental breakfast it read under the image of a plate of pancakes and a steaming cup of coffee. “I’m going to get coffee, want some?” he asked, hoping she’d take the opportunity he was presenting her.
“Ah, OJ if they have some,” Ellie mumbled.
Jerry returned 20 minutes later to find Ellie sitting on the bed, dressed in the same night club clothes she had been wearing for the last two days. Her hair was slightly damp from the shower she had taken while he was gone. The lack of makeup, along with the immature clothes and demure expression made her look young and innocent.
Jerry barely said a dozen words as he gathered his suitcase and led her to the car. She just tagged along like a dutiful puppy as he asked the repair man to fix the tire and at the dinner as he ordered them brunch. The rest of the ride occurred in near silence. Jerry was too scared to say anything which might upset her, while Ellie was more tired from the long trip and not quite sure if she should say something to him.
Four awkward hours later, the pair pulled off the interstate into the industrial area of Tampa. Two quick rights and Jerry pulled up to a barbed wire topped gate covered with black security plastic. A few keystrokes on thee gate pad, open the gate to reveal a small building and a couple of cars.
Jerry pulled around the side of the building where a garage door opened, allowing to drive inside. He got out as the door automatically closed and rounded the back of the car, as was his standard routine when returning to the office with a target.
“Come on,” Jerry said opening the passenger door. Ellie wearier got out of the car then he directed her towards the door.
“Excellent, you’ve found her!” Bill exclaimed in a fake bulbous gesture. Jerry and him both knew that Jerry always returned with his target, but Bill thought such gestures made for good business.
“Lisa!” Ellie yelled, running for the young woman in the business suit. She immediately tried to hug the woman, thought was quickly reminded of the steel bracelets clamped on her wrists.
“Ellie,” Lisa said opening her arms before realizing the predicament. “Ah, can you remove these please. They won’t be necessary anymore.”
Jerry eyed the client and Ellie before following the request. He could see something was different about this case, not withstanding his actions over the last two days.
“Thank you,” Ellie said rubbing her wrists for a moment before embracing Lisa in a big hug.
“So how was the adventure?” Lisa asked, pulling way from the girl.
“Spectacular! It was a thrill like I had never had before. Definitely something you got to try.”
“What!?” Jerry interrupted. This was supposed to be a simple bail jump retrieval.
Ellie spun around on her heels, and cocked her head to the side before addressing her prior capture. “Don’t worry big man, you’re still going to get paid. I even think you deserve that bonus, even thought you missed the deadline.” Lisa held open the Louis Vuton bag she carried, allowing Ellie to pick out two white envelops. She took two steps over and set both envelops on the desk. Jerry was in utter shock, just watching the pre-modonna he meet two dyas ago completely take charge of his own office.
Ellie starts back towards her friend, and the front door, but pauses next to Jerry. She goes up on her toes to whisper in his ear, “Last night was delicious. I wouldn’t mind a repeat this Friday. I can even be a little naughty if you like.”
Jerry’s jaw hung open as he watched the shake of Ellie’s hips as she and Lisa walked out the front door.
A second after the door closed, Bill burst into the highest pitch laughter his 250 lb frame would allow. “What’s so funny?” Jerry asked, dumbstruck.
Bill tossed his partner the magazine setting on his desk. “You didn’t recognize her, did you?”
“No…” Jerry’s voice trailed off as he saw the cover. Ellie stood on the cover in a white Gi, holding up the two gold metals hung around her neck. Below the image read the headline, “From the Jujitsu mat to the board room, Catherine Elizabeth Wentworth takes control of family business.” Ellie wasn’t the little trust fund brat he originally thought, rather the heir to the most powerful family in Florida.
“She played you like a fiddle, man,” Bill chuckled.