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Rochelle just stared at James. She was in disbelief. If what James had just told her was true then what could she do? She clutched her coffee mug and smelled fresh irish cremed brew. After a deep breath, Rochelle started, "James, I can't help. I would but I don't."
"Can't or just won't?"
"If I knew how I would....so I can't."
"What if I had a plan?"
"Maybe but it would have to be a *&^%#%^&^% good plan."
James sat back in one of the office's chairs, making himself right at home, she noticed. Rochelle just wanted to go home. But of course, He of all people, had to walk into her office at the last moment with the opportunity of a lifetime. And, she had to turn him down. Not that she wanted to but with no plan and no way knowing how to do the job, it was suicide. James looked up, and with that thoughtful look in his eye, "What abou..."
She held her hand up, "James, I'm not about the money. I love my job. You know that. And I know that. I have trained for years and have managed to stay alive this long. But what you have offered has suicide written all over it. I like my %&*$, thank you. So, kindly leave."
"Rochelle, your the best in the business baby and you even came recommended. Can you please think about it?" He handed her one of his business cards.
After James left Rochelle looked at his card. This was a first. He left with no argument and left some sort of contact. All the card had was a number. James said she had came recommended and was considered the best. Was it true? Or was he buttering her? Knowing James, it came from both sides. He was always confusing and always involving her.