"This couldn't possibly be right," Rusty thought to himself as he pulled up in front of a five-star hotel. He checked the address again. "This is it alright." He parked and went into the lobby. It was empty except for a few employees and a woman sitting on one of the couches. That had to be her.
"Ms. Adams?" He asked confidently. The redhead looked up from the book she had been reading, titled 10 Greatest Robberies of All Time. "My name is Rusty," he said, extending a hand.
She smiled and shook it, but didn't say anything.
"Maybe she doesn't know why I'm here," Rusty thought. "Mr. Ocean sent me, I believe you've met."
She stood up. She cleared about 5' 5" in heels. "I know. You can call me Devorah."
"Okay, Devorah, should we get going then?"
"Yes," she said with a slow nod.
"So how do you know Danny?" Rusty asked while they were driving.
"Jail."
He was a little surprised. "Jail?"
"Yah, I was there to visit my brother, and I started talking to him instead."
"Oh."
"How do you know him? Are you two friends?"
"Yah, we work together." He didn't want to reveal too much.
"How long have you known each other?"
He sighed in concentration. "Oh...a long time."
"Mmmm..."
They sat in silence. "Something isn't right here," Rusty thought to himself about this mysterious redhead. He sighed and pulled up to another hotel.
"Who are we picking up now?" Devorah asked.
He turned to her and smiled. "His wife." He watched her happy little face turned to a look of confusion. Rusty laughed. "Stay in the car. And play along."
"Okay..." She said, with a giggle. She watched him walk into the lobby. "He's not too bad lookin' himself..." she thought.
Rusty came back out with a tall, slim brunette on his arm. "I wonder if she's involved with the robberies or not..." she thought as Rusty pushed his seat forward for Mrs. Ocean to get into the back seat.
Mrs. Ocean noticed Devorah right away. "And who might this be, Rusty?"
He smiled and sat down in the driver's seat. "This is my girlfriend, Devorah?"
"Oh really? Is that Devorah with a 'v' or Deborah with a 'b'?"
"Devorah with a 'v'," she answered. Not everybody cares enough to make the distinction between the two names.
Mrs. Ocean nodded. "I'm Danny's wife. You can call me Tess."
"Nice to meet you, Tess," Devorah said as they shook hands.
"So how long have you two been going on?" Tess asked.
Rusty thought for a moment. "Oh, about six weeks."
Tess seemed surprised. "Wow, that's gotta be a record for you, Rusty."
"Yah, we go good together, don't you think?" Devorah said.
"Mmmhmm. So does Danny know that I'm coming?" Tess asked.
"I didn't tell him, but he probably knows anyhow."
Tess laughed.
"Ms. Adams?" He asked confidently. The redhead looked up from the book she had been reading, titled 10 Greatest Robberies of All Time. "My name is Rusty," he said, extending a hand.
She smiled and shook it, but didn't say anything.
"Maybe she doesn't know why I'm here," Rusty thought. "Mr. Ocean sent me, I believe you've met."
She stood up. She cleared about 5' 5" in heels. "I know. You can call me Devorah."
"Okay, Devorah, should we get going then?"
"Yes," she said with a slow nod.
"So how do you know Danny?" Rusty asked while they were driving.
"Jail."
He was a little surprised. "Jail?"
"Yah, I was there to visit my brother, and I started talking to him instead."
"Oh."
"How do you know him? Are you two friends?"
"Yah, we work together." He didn't want to reveal too much.
"How long have you known each other?"
He sighed in concentration. "Oh...a long time."
"Mmmm..."
They sat in silence. "Something isn't right here," Rusty thought to himself about this mysterious redhead. He sighed and pulled up to another hotel.
"Who are we picking up now?" Devorah asked.
He turned to her and smiled. "His wife." He watched her happy little face turned to a look of confusion. Rusty laughed. "Stay in the car. And play along."
"Okay..." She said, with a giggle. She watched him walk into the lobby. "He's not too bad lookin' himself..." she thought.
Rusty came back out with a tall, slim brunette on his arm. "I wonder if she's involved with the robberies or not..." she thought as Rusty pushed his seat forward for Mrs. Ocean to get into the back seat.
Mrs. Ocean noticed Devorah right away. "And who might this be, Rusty?"
He smiled and sat down in the driver's seat. "This is my girlfriend, Devorah?"
"Oh really? Is that Devorah with a 'v' or Deborah with a 'b'?"
"Devorah with a 'v'," she answered. Not everybody cares enough to make the distinction between the two names.
Mrs. Ocean nodded. "I'm Danny's wife. You can call me Tess."
"Nice to meet you, Tess," Devorah said as they shook hands.
"So how long have you two been going on?" Tess asked.
Rusty thought for a moment. "Oh, about six weeks."
Tess seemed surprised. "Wow, that's gotta be a record for you, Rusty."
"Yah, we go good together, don't you think?" Devorah said.
"Mmmhmm. So does Danny know that I'm coming?" Tess asked.
"I didn't tell him, but he probably knows anyhow."
Tess laughed.