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man of authority, and certainly power.”

  “Perhaps he is FBI. Remember the job we pulled at that senator’s mansion last year. I told you, it was too risky and now the FBI is finally catching up to us.”

  “He can’t be a cop or FBI. They always show in the movies that Undercover Cops or FBI Agents always act very naturally. It is very hard to spot them, and what we have here is entirely opposite of that.”

  “You mean to say this guy wants you to spot him out but why would he do that?” Bill asked with a frown.

  “Perhaps he is a private detective. I heard that Shawn’s dad hired a private detective to look into his disappearance,” John suggested.

  “Was he here when you arrived?” Bill asked.

  “Yes.”

  “Did you tell anyone that you were coming here?”

  “I often come here.”

  “Did you specifically tell anyone that you were coming here? Anyone at all?” Bill said emphasizing on the importance of the question.

  “Now that I think of it, I remember who I told,” John said as if he suddenly remembered something important.

  “Who?” Bill inquired anxiously.

  “You.”

  “You mean to say he is with me?” Bill said as if offended.

  “Why not?”

  “I have never seen this guy before in my life. I swear.” Bill defended himself.

  “Then prove it.”

  “How?”

  “Go and ask him who he really is and what he wants with me,” John ordered in a forceful tone.

  “Very clever, you are tricking me into jumping into the frying pan,” Bill said with a smile. He continued, “I am not gonna fall for it.”

  “It was worth a shot,” John said with a smile.

  Bill took a glimpse of the mysterious man and it was enough for him to know that the mysterious man was still staring at them.

  “Coming back to the point, he could be the private detective,” Bill Said.

  “He could be a private detective, the one with expensive taste in clothing, but it does not explain that constant staring.”

  “He could be a serial killer you know, searching for a prey. I mean look at his face, his clothes, and his glasses. He clearly does not belong in here. Then what he is doing here? I am telling you, he is searching for his next victim or should I say he has chosen his next victim. It’s you.”

  “Like a white-collar like that can take on a beast like me?” John said airily. He continued, “Besides serial killers are even harder to spot than FBI Agents, and this guy is a fucking ostrich among the turkeys.”

  “Then he could be a client,” Bill suggested.

  “Client?” John muttered with confusion in his tone.

  “Yes. He is some white-collar who wants us to retrieve something from somebody. Basically, he just wants us to pull a job. Thus he is a client. Don’t forget that we are famous in some infamous circles, and we have done those sorts of things in the past.”

  “Then why doesn’t he come and talks with us? Why stare?”

  “Because he is a white-collar. He has never done this sort of thing before and is hesitating to come to us. He wants us to go to him that’s why the stare. We should better go and talk with him.”

  John went silent and took his time staring back at the mysterious man who again beat John at the stare game.

  John looked at Bill and then said, “Perhaps this is what FBI wants us to think. This could be entrapment. We go to him; he baits us into a lucrative job that we accept then wham. We are busted with our necks stuck in a sting operation.”

  Fear of prison float in Bill’s eyes for a moment and he said, “Then I suggest we mind our own business and ignore him completely.”

  “Holy shit! Why didn’t it occur to me earlier?” John said with a worried expression on his face as he remembered something.

  “What?”

  “This may sound a bit alarming but he could be one of our victims whom we robbed. We don’t know how many of those fools are walking around.”

  “That’s intimidating.”

  “That would certainly explain the odd behavior. He has recognized me but does not have the guts to confront me or he can’t be sure that it was me. That’s why the constant stare; he is trying to place where he saw me. This makes a lot of sense.”

  “Then we should better get going before he recalls where he saw you before.”

  “Hold on a minute. They know me in this restaurant.”

  “So?”

  “What if this asshole goes to police? Police makes him sit with a sketch artist and they would have my picture. Then they show that picture to people in this restaurant, and next thing you know, they have my name and address. Police gets to me, starts digging up my past, and there is tons of shit that they are gonna uncover.”

  “That would be disastrous.”

  “We will have to silence him forever before he goes to police.”

  “OK. You go ahead and do that but I have to leave. See you later,” Bill said and stood up to leave.

  “Sit down. Do not try to hang me dry. You are gonna help me,” John said in commanding tone.

  Bill kept on standing.

  “Look man, he is your problem not mine. I am not gonna take any part in your bloody adventures anymore,” Bill said firmly.

  “So he is my problem. What do you think will happen if police catches me?”

  “You will probably go to jail.”

  “And you think I am not gonna rat you out to police for we are best friends and you did not help me out in my moment of need,” John said with a sarcastic smile.

  “Shit!” Bill exclaimed as he slumped to his seat.

  “This is what gonna happen. We are gonna wait for him to leave and tail him. Then as soon as we get a chance we are gonna finish him off in a drive by,” John said unemotionally. The coldness in his eyes suggested that he meant every word of it.

  “Look somebody is at his table,” Bill said as he looked at the mysterious man.

  John looked at the mysterious man and saw that a young chauffeur dressed in a black dress was helping the mysterious man in getting up. Then the chauffeur led the mysterious man out of the restaurant by holding his left hand. Apparently, the mysterious man was blind.

  “He is…” Bill started to say something.

  “Don’t say a word,” John interrupted him.

  THE END

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  Dear Reader,

  Thank you for reading this short story. If you liked this short story then please review it. If you don’t have the time to review it then please at least recommend it to your friends. If you don’t feel like recommending it then please let me know why do you feel that way? So that I may improve this story to your satisfaction.

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