Chapter 21

"I feel like am in those Global TV shows." Andre says looking through his binoculars. "As a detective or a criminal?" I ask and stare outside. "Both." He turns to face me. "What dirt did you find on Mr. Marcelo?" I ask. "None, just imagine. He is a clean Slate, no criminal record not even for drunk driving or a parking ticket." "Too good to be true." I turn again to stare outside. I can feel his stare as I gaze the Emerson Hotel. A large banner is suspended above it written; Varsity Congress and workshop. It is going to be a one week workshop and I wonder if this is one of the reasons Mr. Marcelo wanted we meet here. "What do you think he's going to ask me to steal?" I ask Andre. "I don't know but money is what I would bid on." I look down at my attire, the short, tight dress. It isn't the kind one would wear to go on heist but on a seduction mi