Chapter 16:
They returned back to the office, where Mildred was in the middle of a conversation with a specific security guard.
"Oh, hello Mr. Steele, Miss Holt. I was sure you two weren't going to be back at the office until tomorrow. There's nothing else here for you today." said the secretary.
"On the contrary, Mildred… We have a lot of things to do yet. The day isn't over, and the agency doors are still open. Why do you think we are known as the best detective's agency of LA, Miss Krebs?" said Mr. Steele.
"On the other hand, we were talking this morning about continuing with our current schedule, which leaves us…" said Miss Holt, "I think you can call it a day, Mildred. See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow, kids. Don't worry, I'll lock the door on my way out," told them the secretary, giving a mischievous glare to her companion.
The detectives walked then to his office, leaving the secretary and her friend alone in the reception area. Once inside, Laura told Mr. Steele, "Did you recognize Mildred's friend, Mr. Steele?"
"Yes, Laura. It was our well known night guard. I noticed you could stand in front of him without getting embarrassed," he said.
"Well, I didn't stay face to face with him that night after all… I only listened to your conversation," she told him.
"Does that mean that you are less embarrassed just because you didn't have the chance to look at him personally when we were caught?" asked a confused Mr. Steele.
"Well, I should say that sounds a bit awkward, but you are probably right," she answered.
"I hope you don't mind to spoil us with another one of these interesting indoors stakeouts," he told her suggestively.
"Well, perhaps that could be arranged… Who knows, maybe sometime in the future it would be possible… another attempt…, just with a safer backup properly settled…" she answered.
He made two steps towards her, and pulled her into his arms, "I've never dreamed that any mere physical experience could be so stimulating," he gave her a tiny little kiss…, "The African Queen," then another one…, "Humphrey Bogart, Katharine Hepburn, United Artists, 1951," another, "I think I've found the perfect location for our tonight's sports session, Miss Holt."
"Stepping into the same trap twice, are we?" she answered, smiling inches from his mouth.
"Don't you think I'm capable of improving from my mistakes, Laura?" he asked her.
"I think you are a master if it's improvement what we're talking about, Mr. Steele," she answered.
"Let's lock the office doors, and…" He told her. But then, he couldn't help himself and joined her lips in a hot kiss... The training schedule started quite heatedly. But this time, they weren't going to be disturbed in the middle of the workout. Mildred had taken care of that. She'd had the supposed spoilsport, entangled in their own diversion…