Earlier I wrote a story entitled Dangerous Games. I never finished it but left it in the air, like I have done with so many of my stories. This is a continuation of that story in a way. These characters are once again the property of BKC Productions in cooperation with Warner Brothers…
Fifteen year old Emma Geller looked in the mirror and sighed. She had the most boring life and most boring parents in the world. She noticed her nose , and was happy that she didn't inherit her mother's original nose. She was pretty and popular and intelligent. That was the one thing that everyone said to her, that she was the mixture of her parents , brains from her father and looks from her mother. She put her school books in her bag as she heard her father yell from the downstairs of their house in Scarsdale.
"Emma, I have to get to work. If you want a ride then get down here."
"Yes Daddy. " she sighed. Grabbing her book bag, she headed down stairs. Her father was sitting at the table with a cup of coffee and a pair of glasses resting on his nose. In front of him was a pile of student essays he was trying to grade.
"Would you put those down for few seconds and pay attention." moaned Emma's mother. "Ever since you were made chair of the department, I never get to see your face." Ross put the essays in his briefcase and then took off his glasses. "Sorry Rach." He smiled apologetically. This was just too much for Emma. "You guys are the most boring people on earth. I mean it would be different if you taught something really cool, but dinosaurs dad? And mom, picking out colors for clothes, really?"
"We're sorry if we are not the most exciting people on earth. We both have jobs to do and we do them well. Not everyone can be movie stars or rock musicians or spies." Ross said. Emma looked down at the table.
At that moment the phone rang, Rachel ran to get it. She had a glazed look in her eye. She cleared her throat and then gave Ross a certain look. "We'll take care of it." She said as she put down the phone. Looking inconspicuously, she said . "That was work honey, they want you to call them back." She pronounced every syllable very carefully. "It is very important." Rachel tried to signal with her eyes. Ross finally got the message.
"Emma , I am not going to be able to take you to school today." He announced. "I am going to call Aunt Monica and see if she can." Ross dialed the phone. "Hey Mon. I forgot a faculty meeting and Rach has a presentation, can you take Emma today?" he nodded and then turned to Emma. "Aunt Monica said for you to meet her outside." Emma just shrugged her shoulders and left.
With their teenage daughter gone, Rachel ran to a special panel in the kitchen. "That was headquarters. They said they have another mission for us." She pressed in a code and the wall moved back. Behind it was a state of the art computer. Ross sat down and put in a code. "Yep, they want us to expose a jewel smuggling ring in the Bahamas. They want me to pose as a high stakes gambler and you are my mistress." Rachel watched the screen. "It sounds a little too easy."she said."I'll grab the bags and the passports and you get our weapons." Ross opened a suitcase and pulled out two small guns. He handed one to Rachel who put it in her purse and he put one in his jacket.
Ever since coming back from their narrow escape, fifteen years ago. Rachel was now an agent for the SSA as well. With the excuse of him having to go somewhere for work, Rachel accompanied him to the training school where she learned combat and weaponry skills. She became an excellent swimmer and diver as well. It was to her advantage to be small so she could get in and out places easy on the job. When she finished her training, the agency gave her then name Lois Mitchell. Following their wedding, her and Ross had their first big mission in the Alps. Deciding to make this also a honeymoon, they
flew to Switzerland where they told everyone they were dying to go skiing. Instead it was a vacation , where they were chasing international terrorists instead.
Now on a flight to the Bahamas, Ross was reading a book about poker. After all, his guise was that he was coming to play in a high stakes game and he couldn't blow his cover. He had a feeling that one of the other players would give the information they needed. Rachel would work the wives and girlfriends, if need be, she could definitely work the men as well.
"What are we going to do about Emma?' Rachel asked . "I know we won't be home by tonight." "We can always say that Ralph Lauren sent you to Paris and that I decided to come along. We haven't used that one in a while."Ross agreed. Rachel sighed. "Do you think we should at least tell Emma the truth?" Ross took her hand. "You know we can't. It could put her life in danger if we did. Or worse yet, she may end up exposing us and then we would have to quit the agency." Rachel took her sunglasses out of her purse and put them on. "It looks like we will be landing soon. Have we got everything? Remember I am your mistress and your wife is still in New York." She reminded him. He took her hand as the plane landed. "Somehow that makes you more sexy." He smiled. "Business before pleasure Geller." She said as she playfully smacked away his hand.
Getting off the plane, the two agents acted very much inconspicuous. After all , they were supposed to be two people that were hiding from his wife and didn't want people to know. Suddenly a man, showed up with a smile on his face and a Jamaican accent.
"Welcome , you are here for the game. Follow me." Ross put on his sunglasses and then he looked over at Rachel to give her sign to be careful. She cautiously followed the man as she looked around . They didn't know who was around the next corner. When they arrived at the limo, the man helped them into the car.
"Anything you want man, it is my job to make sure the players are made as comfortable as possible. You need cash or women, I can get it ." he said as he bared his teeth while he drove.
"Actually baby, he's not going to need any woman. That's what I am here for." Rachel purred. "After all, I am your personal assistant. Right honey?" she said as she looked at Ross. "Yeah, I am here to play. Poker is my life and there is nothing more exciting than a high stakes game where the minimum bet is a hundred thousand dollars." As the car pulled up to the casino, a small army came over and got the agents luggage. Playing their parts, the couple strolled into the hotel.Little did they know that someone was outside taking their picture as they entered the hotel. Their every move was documented as they walked. The mysterious stranger clicked the camera as they entered the elevator.
After being dropped off at their room, Ross set up the laptop where he could work. Rachel went into the bedroom of their suite. She threw open the window, and drank in the sea air. "Just think , back home it's snowing and cold." She smiled. "Remember what we are here for? We have to find out how these stolen jewels are being smuggled out of the hotel." He said businesslike. Looking down at his watch, he noticed that the game wouldn't start until nine o clock. "I suggest we get dressed and then go downstairs . We can start nosing around the hotel ." Rachel pulled out a Valentino gown and pulled her hair up. The tendrils framed her face. Her black strapless gown was hugging her toned body. A pair of diamond dangle earrings framed her face. Ross pulled a case out of the suitcase. "A little surprise , courtesy of the agency, can't have you around jewel thieves without some bait." He whispered as he placed the diamond choker around her neck. She put her manicured hand to her throat. "Oh my." She sighed.
Ross hopped in the shower after the long flight. He then emerged with a towel around his muscular form. Selecting a Pierre Cardin tuxedo, he dressed and then he tied his black dress shoes. Opening his tuxedo jacket, he put a gun in the lining. Handing Rachel a pistol, she opened up the slit on her gown and placed the gun in her special pocket in her garter belt . Ross was never more turned on than he was right now.
"Ready Lois? " he said as he opened the door.
"Ready Robert." She said with a smile. Out the door they went, As they left a chambermaid was watching them. After the elevator door closed, she took out a cell phone.
"It's them." She said.