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Chapter #4

Enter Natasha

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Alex sat back in her chair with a heavy thump. She looked at the clock as she ran her fingers through her long blond hair. Half an hour left to go, then a long three day weekend, she noted. A sigh of relief escaped her lips. Three long, long days of nothing to do. Turn off the phone, watch a movie or two, drink some wine, fix a nice dinner.

Her ruminations were interrupted by Natasha - a fellow co-worker - stopping by her cube. Unlike herself, employed in sales and booking, Natasha worked the floor as an Agent - whatever that was. First day on the job, she had backed straight into Natasha's car - a lovingly restored 1957 Chevy. The Chevy took no damage whatsoever while Lex's back bumper fell clean off. It was a start, as they say, of a beautiful friendship.

So, how did your first week go? She asked, leaning against the filing cabinet.

Lex spun in her chair. "Aside from Monday's little encounter, everything's been pretty smooth. The people are friendly, the money is good. The only thing is that I'm still getting used to things around here though." She reached over and picked up her coffee cup, taking a long draw before continuing. "Heck, I'm still not clear on what exactly we do here. It’s some kind of a travel agency, right?"

Tasha looked shocked. "What - you have no idea? You didn’t take the orientation?"

Lex waved dismissively. "The manager said that he was going to, but got caught up in a meeting or something. He never did get back around to it."

"So how have you been selling?"

"Oh, that’s easy - I just follow the script and plug the names and numbers into the database. They said they wanted discretion when they hired me, so I cant get much more discrete that this right?"

Natasha shook her head. "No, this wont do at all. Come with me," she said, grabbing her hand and yanking Lex from the chair.

"What? Where are we going?"

"You have plans this weekend?

"No, not really. Just a movie and. . ."

"Fine. You have plans now. I'm going to give you the trip of a lifetime. . . . ."

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1. Ok, whatever you say.

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2. No! I can't! I really have plans.

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