Someone was calling out from the door by a lawn.
On hearing the voice, Paula who was fixing her barbeque grill gave out a shout 'Whozzat?'
'Its me Paula'...
'Its me...really? Thats what you got? 'Its me' doesnt show me your face nutjob...did they forget to give you a name at home?'
'I am Dexter'...
Leaving what she was doing, Paula walked by the Lawn and reached the door. When she walked it showed she was in her early twenties, keeping fit every inch. No one would miss
her walking by. Pouty lips, dressing to kill, low on makeup, she was a beauty to watch. Her catwalk was as professional as a contest ramp.
There was Dexter standing .. in kakhi bermudas and a white Tee Shirt which showed his pumped up physique. He was sweating bullets all over. He was in his jogging shoes, had a marlboro in between his lips a bud lite can in his hand and a known smile on his face.
'Hey Paula baby...look at you...'so saying he stepped forward to kiss her on her cheek,
She stepped back and asked 'what brings you here so early Dexter? I am sure you are not here to ask how i am doing and kiss my cheek and walk away with a greasy smile...you know what i am capable of right?'
'Oh C'mon Paula...you dont treat me like that. You do look good dont you? I just said it in a usual way!..I actually came here to see you for something else. Dont mistake me!!'
'Ok..tell me what it is quickly...have a load of stuff to do' Paula barked
'Could we get in and talk Paula?' Asked Dexter his eye balls pointing to neighboring houses indicating ears around
Paul thought for a few seconds and the allowed Dexter into her house
A well thought out house with tasteful furniture welcomes Dexter. He took the liberty of sitting in the couch and placed his can of budlite on the table before him. Paula stood resting her back on one of the wall corners and was waiting to hear what Dexter was about to say. 'I am all ears Dexter' barked Paula
'I have a job for you...you can walk away with 10 Grand after it..what do you say' asked Dexter
'Yo 10 Grand! you kiddin...Look Dexter, you know iv stopped doing traffickin an' stuff man. Iv been in and out a few times and they given me e'nouf scars to remain for life. The womenfolk in NYPD are no longer the sweet ones. One of em kicked me so hard that i nearly got my n'testines out man...u know! Its been six months since i bid farewell to such things man'
'Dont i know youv stopped all that? What i want you to do is something else and i know you are the best person for it and its easy for you too.'
So saying Dexter turned his head here and there to ensure no one is hearing and slowly came closer to Paula and started talking in a low voice.
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