Note: I went through a document I kept through the years and came across this one. In this story we will be focusing on his new job and not a case he is working on. I thought I'd give this story another chance, so I hope you all will enjoy a new story from Chachi.

In Milwaukee, Kylie's secretary, Patsy, had been on the phone all day, searching for a private investigator to work in their office. She found the right one within three hours.

She made the last phone call to Chachi. He was in his office when she made the phone call. He was at his desk, working on his case, wondering what else he could do about that cold case.

"This is Chachi Arcola speaking," Chachi said when he got on the phone.

"This is Patsy Logan from the Jones firm on Main Street, Mr. Arcola. Ms. Jones – Blake is looking for a private investigator to work at our office. We have an office available for that person to work in if he or she is interested. She is willing to pay that investigator a fee," Patsy said.

"Have you found anyone yet?" Chachi asked.

"I've called about everyone in town. They have been saying they would think about it. Are you interested?" Patsy asked.

"Hmm. I'm the only one in my agency, ma'am, but I don't mind the peace and quiet, but I guess I could use a change. How much are you willing to pay?"

"You'd better talk to Ms. Jones – Blake about that. If you are interested in moving into our office, come right away and talk to Ms. Jones – Blake about it. This was her idea. You can come at your earliest time," Patsy said as they said good – bye.

Chachi thought it over and decided he could see the agency after the cold case was finished. He decided to talk to a real estate broker about this place after talking to Kylie in five minutes. He got his car keys and drove straight to the law firm where Kylie worked. He'd driven past it a few times enough to know where it was.

When he walked into the office, he saw Patsy at the reception desk.

"You must be the one I spoke to on the phone," Chachi said after introducing himself.

"I'll let Ms. Jones – Blake know you're here," Patsy said.

He stayed where he was. Kylie said she would see him in a few minutes because she was with a client.

"She's in with a client right now, so would you mind waiting for a few minutes?" Patsy asked.

"Sure."

Chachi looked around the office. He'd never been inside this place until now.

When Chachi spoke with Patsy over the phone, she sounded young. Now that he'd met her, his guess about her being young was almost right. She had curly, light black hair, wore glasses, braces, and had blue eyes. He guessed that Patsy was single, but he's not that good at judging.

"How long have you been here in Milwaukee, Ms. Logan?" Chachi asked.

"About ten years. I've been at this firm for almost seven years."

"You look like you've accomplished a lot in your life here in Milwaukee."

"Thank you, Mr. Arcola."

Even though he'd just met her today, Chachi thought he was right. If he ever chose to have a family of his own, he hoped his sons and daughters would accomplish in life, but for now, he's happy where he is, and that was a good thing.

About fifteen minutes later or so, Chachi and Patsy watched a gray – haired man in his early sixties open the door of Kylie's door. Chachi couldn't quite get a closer look at the man's face. The man didn't bother to pay attention when Chachi arrived. All the man did was walk out of the office in a hurry.

"What is that person?" Chachi asked Patsy.

"His name is Nick Saunders. He's been to this office for a while, so he's a new client of ours."

Chachi didn't bother asking anymore questions because it was none of his business.

"I'll go see if she's available to see you, Mr. Arcola."

"Please call me Chachi."

He watched as Patsy Logan peeked her head inside the office and asked if she was ready to see Chachi.

"Kylie, are you ready to meet Mr. Arcola?"

Chachi didn't get to hear what Kylie said. Once Patsy closed Kylie's door, she said, "Ms. Jones is ready to see you now, Mr. Arcola."

"Thank you, Ms. Logan."

When Chachi finished saying that, Patsy returned to the reception desk. When he shut the door behind himself, he heard the phone ringing.

"You must be Mr. Arcola. Why don't you sit down?"

"Thank you, ma'am."

Once he sat down, Kylie moved her desk chair a little bit closer so she and Chachi could have better eye contact.

"My secretary worked hard making all of these telephone calls to see if anyone would want an office right here in this building."

"That's what Ms. Logan sai mentioned over the phone," Chachi told Kylie.

"She's tired of making anymore of those calls she. She did everything all in one day."

"I'd be tired if I made all those telephone calls for a few hours in one day, Ms. Jones. Why don't you tell me why you want somebody to work in this building of yours?"

"That what I plan to do, Mr. Arcola."

"Please call me Chachi."

"Not in a first meeting, I won't. I like to make a good impression when I meet new people like you."

Chachi could tell Kylie looked like she had a lot accomplished as a lawyer. He would wait until this conversation was finished. So Kylie began her story.

"Why don't you tell me why you want somebody to move into this building?"

While he and Kylie were talking, he studied her face. She didn't look familiar to him, and the name wasn't either. No wonder he wasn't familiar with this woman.

"Well, Mr. Arcola, I thought by now it made sense to let that office be available to that certain person for several years. If nobody wants it, I will have somebody take care of having that space be torn up, and I would hate to see that happen."

"I would agree with you, ma'am. You may continue."

So Kylie did. While Kylie talked about what her thought was for that extra office, his mind seemed to drift off. When she finished, Kylie did notice that he was only half – listening to what she told him. His agency was on his mind, so that was why he didn't pay close enough attention.

A few minutes later, both Kylie and Chachi stood up. This time Kylie let him out of her office. Before walking out, Chachi asked, "Would you like to show me where this office is?"

"We will do that in our second meeting. I hope you don't mind."

"That's fine with me, Ms. Jones. Would you like to have my contact information?"

"That would be great. How far away are you from here?"

"About ten minutes or so."

"Just wondered," Kylie said as she pushed her long blonde hair out of her face. Chachi liked Kylie's blue eyes. She was beautiful for someone her age. Before he walked out of her office, Chachi wrote down his contact information on a piece of paper and handed it over to her.

"Thank you, Mr. Arcola. It was nice meeting you."

"Same with you, Ms. Jones. I told this to your secretary, and I'm going to share with you."

"What's that?"

"I think you have a lot accomplished in your life."

"Thank you."

Kylie took that as a compliment.