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Courtney was all set to leave work early that day so she could go visit the D and G landscaping service place. She was sliding case folders into her briefcase and other things she would need to prepare her case for Thursday.
"Getting ready to leave, Ms. Ramierez?" a voice asked playfully from her office door. Courtney looked up startled and sighed when she saw here partner Bently at the door. "Yes, I have to meet with a few people" she said. She locked down her case and started to head for the door. Bently followed her on her way out.
"Going on a blind date?" he asked.
Courtney three inch clicked on the floor as she proceeded to leave. "No, I'm going to a landscaping facility" she said bluntly, hoping that Bently would drop the matter. Bently was handsome, she had to admit. But Bently was also a total prick and she could be romantically involved with someone like him. She did have an image to maintain.
She was happy that it was sunny and warm outside. She had parked her silver Volvo next to Bently's red Mercedes Benz. She got in and revved the engine into geer. Bently leaned over the side of her car, "Hey, Courtney I was thinking that you and I should go out to dinner and you know discuss cases" he said slyly.
Courtney threw on her fake smile. "Bently, while I'm flattered by your offer I really must protest. I like you as a partner in the firm but let's be honest. We could never really have anything".
Bently's ego was crushed as of then, but he straightenened his jacket and tie. "Maybe another time, when it's not that time of the month." he said with a wink before walking back into the building.
Courtney's mouth fell open. "I'm not on my period!" she yelled back at him.
Courtney pulled out the parking lot and sped down the road. She turned on her favorite CD, Lady Gaga. No one knew except Bridgette and Lisa that Courtney had a fetish for the crazy pop singer. Courtney liked the beat and her "I don't care about nothing atitude".
She came to a stop light and turned her song up louder. Courtney noticed a beat up Ford came rolling up beside her with two teenagers inside.
"This beat is sick! I wanna take a ride on your disco stick" Courtney sang to the lyrics. She heard snickers in the car next to her and she glared angrily at them. The boy in the passengers seat, winked at her and said, "Anytime baby!" that was follwed by a aray of dog whistles and howls.
"Jerks" she yelled and sped off down the road before she was harshed any further.
"Lisa Montello is calling" her voice activated phone said.
"Answer" Courtney commanded.
"Hey Court!" a bubbly voice said from the other line.
"Hello Lisa, how are you?"
"Mad as a cow, because you didn't even tell me that you went to Jenny's party" she said a bit angry.
Courtney rolled her eyes, "You don't even like Jenny" she protested. "Besides, I did tell you. You just weren't listening to me".
"When do I ever?" she said laughing.
"Listen, I'm going on a blind date tonight. I want you and Bridgette to follow along. Discretly" she added. Courtney groaned, she hated going on blind dates with Lisa. She and Bridgette would follow along carefully and give helpful tips through an ear peice Lisa kept under her long brown hair.
"Court!" she yelled through the phone.
"What?"
"I said we're going to be at the Crowne hotel on Main street. Meet me there at eight o' clock. Perry is planning dinner and a play downtown. I think he might be the one" she said in a high voice.
Courtney drove off the highway and onto a busy street. "Yeah okay, listen I'm about to go meet some people so call me later".
Lisa sighed, "I know, I know. When you get the time man".
"Lisa that's not fair." Courtney countered.
"Neither is the way you work you ass off all the time Courtney. This weekend you are going on a spa treatment".
"Yeah, well see" Courtney said laughing and hanging up the phone. She clicked on her GPS system and put in the address. It was just down the road and around a corner. Courtney found it easily and drove into the parking lot. The place didn't look at all like she imagined, it was run down and dirty.
A couple of oil stained guys were lounging around outside, siping beer.
She got out her car and locked the car doors twice before walking up to the place. A sign hanging above the door by string read, "D and G's Landscaper's service".
"Hey baby!" one of the guys called to her.
She turned around quickly to the ones that who dared talk to her like some hooker. "Excuse me?" she asked getting upset.
"We don't get many girls around here besides the boss's Gothic girlfriend. You lookin' for a little fun tonight?" he asked smiling. Courtney could feel their eyes skimming over her body. She knew that she shouldn't have worn her pencil skirt or her ruffel top that what she thought, showed too much cleavage.
Courtney walked over to them in confidence. "What's your name?" she asked.
"Jake".
"Well Jake, next time you talk to me like that. I'll kick your baby teeth back in! Savvy?"
Jake nodded, "I like them fiesty" he said to the his band of guys.
"And I like them dead" Courtney growled. Jake smiled but said no more.
"I'm tired of this conversation, Duncan!" Courtney turned to see the argument that was about to happen. A Gothic girl with black and blue hair and a black and blue outift, caming storming out the office. Another guy ran out after her, grabbing her arm to make her stop. He was a little taller than her. He had a striking green mohawk, multiple pericings, and wearing a skull shirt. Your neighborhood punk.
"Oh come Gwen! I didn't mean it this time!" he said, almost pleading with her. The girl rolled her eyes and pulled her arm away, "Yeah right Duncan and I suppose you deny being with Julia last month when you didn't come home for the past two days". The guy, Courtney guessed was Duncan smacked his head. "She's my freakin' cousin Gwen! We were just hanging out. Since we're talking so much about where we were, why don't I ask you where you were two nights ago? With that cliche' Trent?"
"No! For the last time, we just had some coffee and caught up with each other that's it!" Gwen kept on walking to her car which was a black old mustang convertable.
"Fine! I'll deal with you later!" Duncan called after her as she drove away, flashing the middle finger his way.
Duncan turned back to the guys, "Why the hell are you guys just sitting around?" he asked angrily.
"Nothing to do boss" Jake said. Duncan looked around for a moment and knocked over a barrel of mulch. "Clean that up" he mumbled before going back into the office.
"Hey, boss you didn't notice this hot little thing waiting on some service?" Jake asked grinning at Courtney. "Don't push it" she warned. Duncan stuck his head back out the door and spotted Courtney. A glint flashed through his eyes and he smirked, "What can I do for you ma'am?" he asked. Courtney walked carefully over to him and held out a hand, "I'm Courtney Rameirez. I called someone eailer about a service on my yard".
Duncan nodded and ushered her in. Courtney glad to get out of the heat, stepped into the cool office. A young blonde woman was sitting at a wooden table typing. Duncan leaned over her and whispered something in her ear. She giggled and slapped his hand away from her chest. "Anna, did a women by the name of Courtney call this morning?" he asked.
Anna shuffled through some papers, "Yep, I told Geoff but he forgets everything".
Duncan moitioned for Courtney to follow him into a small office. "Have a seat Court" he said.
Courtney dusted the torn seat off before sitting down. Duncan took a seat across from her at a large wooden desk, cluterded with papers. "You want a landscaping service done on your yard and a pool added. We saw your yard sweetheart, it's going to be pricey".
"Money isn't a concern. I'm throwing a party for making partner at my law firm, I need to throw my friend Jenny's yard out the world." She saw Duncan smirk, "Big boobs Jenny! Yeah, I just finished her yard, man good grass but a better looking daughter. Too bad she had nothing in her head" he mumbled the last part.
"Listen darling, I tell you what. I will do your yard for you with my buddy Geoff and you can help me with a little problem".
Courtney looked at him suspisously, "What do you mean?"
Duncan placed his feet on the desk and leaned back in his chair. "Your a lawyer right?"
"Yes."
"My cousin is trying to win legal rights to her kids. Her no good bastard of a husband to her kids while she was in jail".
Courtney considered this, "I'll help you after you're done with my yard and the job is satisfactory". Duncan grinned at her, "You're one of those bitchy stuck-up girls, aren't you?"
Courtney sputtered, "I'm appauled you would say that! I'm not bitchy. I'm going to be your boss and you are going to have to respect me. If you don't you'll lose me as a client and when you'll lose me then you may as well close your doors, because I have connections all over this freakin city. No one will want your business" she said sternly.
Duncan still had that stupid smirk on his face. "Calm down Ms. Ramierez" he sneered her last name. "We'll be out to your house in two days. That okay with you boss lady?"
Courtney nodded and scribbled her directions on a note paper and handed it to him. Grabbing her purse she stood up, "It was nice to meet you Mr. Sanders" she said reading his name plate.
Duncan stood up as well, "Get that pole removed from your butt. We only go on a first name bases here, Courtney".
"Very well, Duncan. I expect you and your co-worker to be out to my house at three, and no later". Courtney walked out the office and back to her car.
Duncan stood at the door watching her leave,
"This is going to be one hell of a project".
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