So that's how it was...
Even if he was dirty, the tall, dark-haired man would stay with Mandy.
Then she would have to take it to the next level.
Fiona would do what she had done to Anastasia.
But this time, she would have to be extra vigilant...
It was important that the tall dark-haired man didn't suspect anything.
Or he would carry out his threat.
- Was Mandy there?
Damn it...
Another man was asking after Mandy.
But this one was of a much older age.
But he had a certain presence, and his charm
And his eyes...
Azure blue eyes.
Simply beautiful.
Fiona clenched her fists angrily on her skirt.
How she hated that Mandy.
Maria approached the man in question, and asked him to follow her.
How would the customer react, discovering that Mandy was already busy with the tall dark-haired man...
How she would like to witness the scene...
- Mandy... There's someone here for you... A certain James...
Eames and Goren, who was in the middle of the action, stopped dead in their tracks and stormed off.
They looked at each other.
Damn it...
- Deakins!
They had said that in their hearts.
Shit...
Goren had to find a way to hide as soon as possible.
The last thing Deakins needed was to run into him.
Because that would be the end of them both.
But where...
He looked around, and Alex pointed to the underside of the bed.
Under the bed...
But it was too small...
- Quickly...
With eagerness, he hurried to recover his clothes, came back to Eames, kissed him with ardor, and sneaked under the bed.
To his great surprise, he passed very well.
Alex hid Goren's shirt under his pillow, and went to find an outfit.
- I'll be right there.
Dressed, she took one last look under the bed, took a deep breath, and headed for the door.
Eames had to restrain himself from laughing.
She and Goren were acting like two teenagers whose father could catch them.
She put her face back together, and opened the door.
- James...
Deakins greeted her, and entered the room, thanking Maria for guiding him here.
Maria closed the door behind them.
Alex invited her to sit in the chair, which he did.
- So how's your cover.
Deakins looked around the room.
His attention was drawn to something glowing at his feet.
It looked like a badge...
But it couldn't be.
- So your report?
He could not take his eyes off the object.
Deakins wasn't dreaming...
It was a badge...
And not just any badge...
It was Goren's.
What did it mean?
He analyzed the room, and saw under the poorly hidden pillow, a piece of light blue cloth, which looked strangely like the shirt Goren was wearing today.
So that meant...
Was Goren still there...
And if so where was he hiding?
He looked under the bed, and understood.
Goren was under the bed.
He could see the glow of his watch.
What the hell...
How clever he was...
And that way of being very calm, too calm without Eames it should have seemed suspicious.
- Deakins?
At his words Deakins came out of his thoughts.
Damn...
He hadn't listened to a single word Eames was saying.
Besides, she was in on it too.
He really needed to get Goren, and have a talk with him, and get him to spill the beans.
But for now, he was going to stay a little longer than expected, just to make Goren suffer.
Being under a bed was not going to be comfortable at all.
And tomorrow you would suffer.
And when he fell on him...
What excuse was he going to give him?
And you, Eames...
He looked at Alex.
You think that by acting like nothing happened, I can't see the two of you playing a game.
You're all red, your hair isn't even combed, and the way you're clutching the sheets...
- Have you heard from Goren?
Alex gasped, blushing violently.
Bingo...
Eames didn't know how to hide his emotions.
And that idiot who stood under the bed.
Goren was tough.
We'll see how you do tomorrow, my friend.