THE BALLERINA SECRET LOVE
Part 160's. The Inner Circle 3
Be me and wonder I took me to call Thomas today.
"Thomas, can you check on someone named Alton Mason."
"You said Alton Mason, you want to know his background? Why?"
I told him why I had such a bad feeling about him. Maybe it's just a hunch, even though I've seen him party with girls, but a lot of guys have done it and can't be considered completely ugly, but I told you my feelings pushed me to do what I could, I wish it was wrong. It would be hard to tell Alicia her lover was a spy for the presidential election this time.
"Hmm. I'll try. But I'm not sure I can access much of the general info. I mean, this way, without any of the problems it's causing to the bureau or the party's interests. All I can access is general information. I also have a flair for it. Unless you find something like, say, he already has a wife and is dating Miss Allison, the boss will definitely approve and seek such access. I don't know everything, and something doesn't work when you're just suspicious, we need preliminary evidence.."
Yeah, that's the problem I have to have a problem to solve.
It turned out that the problem came immediately.
I was at a big club in Manhattan, after two months of practice I was finally able to get back to the show again. When I was at the end of the show I saw Alton Mason. I don't think she recognized me because I was wearing bold makeup, plus I was wearing a masquerade (face mask) as a backup dancer costume.
And guess who he's with?
Cohen McCarthy's replacement lawyer who defended Ronald Schump, someone named Pete Fudge, now I understand people in their politics are getting into the VVIP room up there. And I was curious to take their picture to Thomas.
I can't be seen, but it's hard enough to take a picture of it in a dimly lit place like this, my phone's camera isn't that expensive to get the perfect resolution. The only place that was a bit bright was the reception bar on this floor, but there was no way he would come here unless I called him.
I had to show myself unwillingly and get someone to take a picture of us secretly. Who can I ask for help now, I look around me quickly and I find someone now.
"Agusto, can you help me take a photo with someone. But have to hide, I'll lure him to the bar. You have to be careful not to get caught. Here's 100 bucks for you, photo fee."
"You're so generous. The picture must be good." Agusto shook off the money he got from me. I gave him my phone. He looked at my phone with a look of disdain.
"Is this my phone..."
"It's not a phone that will produce good images. Just use my phone, rent costs add 100 dollars." I grimaced as he said it.
"It's very expensive to rent your phone for 1 minute."
"Photos are guaranteed to be sharp and outstanding. Money back guarantee." I grimaced widely as he said it.
"alright. It's your money."