He picked them up, looking at them, then walked through the house indicating to Jill he also thought there were cameras, not just wired for sound; she was glad she had worn sunglasses. She followed him as he pointed out certain things. She nodded, agreed and played along. They actually made a pretty good team of lying their asses off.
“I think this one is perfect.” He smiled handing it to her.
Jill looked at it without seeing it. “Great choice. Just initial it here.” She pointed to the corner. After he was done, she slipped it in her case. “As soon as I get back to the office, I will make a copy and have it sent to you.”
“That will work.” George walked out of the room for a moment, making Jill a little nervous.
“Where the fuck is he going?” Slade’s tense voice sounded in her ear. “Keep your guard up, Jill.”
“Listen, if you have the contracts and permits, I’ll take them now,” Jill called out as she closed up the portfolio, but her eyes stayed on the door he disappeared through.
Finally, he came back in with a folder in his hand. “Sorry about that.” He handed her a large sealed envelope. “It should all be there, contract, permits and blueprints for electricians and plumbing.”
“Great.” Jill opened the portfolio back up, sticking it inside, and then headed toward the door. “I will be in touch soon. Thanks for meeting me on such short notice.”
“Not a problem.” George opened the door for her. “I’ll be looking forward to hearing from you.”
Jill shook his hand, but froze when Jared’s voice sounded in her ear. “Fuck!”
Looking up into George’s face, she knew something bad was about to go down. “What?” she hissed.
“Limo pulling in the drive,” Jared responded.
“George. Get that fucking look of horror off your face. I’m your decorator, nothing more,” she whispered with a smile. “Did they block me in?”
“No,” he whispered back.
Jill turned, her eyes going directly to the limo. Someone got out of the passenger side in the front. He was a big man with a military cut, his bulging muscles and a ‘fuck you’ attitude on his face. He scanned the area before opening the door. Jill gasped when she got a good better look at him. It was the man she drew, the man who took a shot at Jax.
“What is it, Jill?” Slade’s voice was calm, immediately settling her.
Turning to look back at George, she smiled up at him. “It’s the guy who took a shot at Jax. The man I drew. I know it is.”
“Get out of there, now,” Slade hissed, but still remained calm.
Jill turned, walking down the steps, flipping her hand up to wave goodbye to George. She made her way down the sidewalk.
“Keep going, Jill,” Slade’s voice whispered in her ear.
“We all have guns trained on these motherfuckers, especially the big Rambo-looking bastard. If we say run, you run your fucking ass off.” Sid’s voice was unnervingly calm.
The Mayor climbed out of the limo, his eyes going to Jill first, then George.
“Tom!” George smiled. “What a nice surprise, but what are you doing here?”
“We have an important dinner we’re attending and want you to come.” The Mayor fixed his suit. “Sorry about the short notice.”
“Someone else is in the limo, but I can’t ID.” Damon’s voice now echoed in her ear.
Jill kept walking, hoping the Mayor would ignore her, but she just wasn’t that lucky.
“And please bring your beautiful friend.” Tom Ferguson’s grin was lewd and made her want to gag.
“Oh, no,” George laughed, sounding more relaxed. “I’m sorry. That’s my decorator. She just brought my final plans out for me to see.”
“Mayor.” She didn’t know if the Mayor would recognize her voice, but she knew Alice would so Jill did her best to change it, adding a twang as she stuck her hand out. “It’s nice to meet the man I voted for.” Jill smiled, hoping that her fangs were well hidden.
“Well, thank you, ma’am.” He winked at her, holding her hand a little longer than appropriate. “Why don’t you come with us? George never has a date and I’d like to get to know you better.”
“Oh, I can’t do that.” Jill shook her head. “My boss would absolutely fire me if I went out with a client, but I thank you for the offer.”
“Tom, will you please hurry up,” an all too familiar voice yelled from the limo. “Stop flirting with that woman and come on.”
Jill’s head snapped toward the limo. That was a voice she would never forget. The large man moved slightly and her eyes met Alice’s.
“Jill, don’t do anything stupid,” Sloan warned her. “Say your fucking goodbyes and leave.”
Plastering a fake smile, Jill took her hand from his. “It’s really was nice meeting you, but I’m late for my last appointment.” She turned to look at George. “Mr. Groper, I will have these plans to you by the early part of the week if not sooner.”
“Thank you.” He smiled and waved.
Jill started back toward the car, but her eyes were on Alice. She was so fucking close she could take her out right now. Her hand tightened on the handle on her portfolio.
“Jill, calm your breathing,” Slade ordered. “You’re almost there.”