Alice stopped and looked at her reflection in the window. Her clothes and hair were perfect, but her red lipstick needed help. After applying it, she put the tube back into her purse. She walked into the restaurant, as the hostess looked up.1
"May I help you?"2
"Yes, is Mr. Zale here?"3
"Yes. I'll take you to his private table."4
Mr. Zale stood. He was about six feet and wore a three-piece-business suit that was tailored for him. His dark brown eyes sparkled and a Hollywood smile.5
This man with his looks and money can have any woman on the planet.He pulled her chair for her, and then he sat down across from her. "Have anything that you want, it's on me."6
"Well, my stomach is letting me know that I skipped lunch."7
"The pasta is excellent, but the choice is yours."8
Alice picked up the menu and read it. She knew what she wanted, but love to make her clients wait. Mr. Zale wanted to get down to business. She placed the menu down on the white linen tablecloth. The waitress came over.9
"I'll have the spaghetti with plenty of meat sauce. Do you have coke products?"10
"We sell, our own soda," the waitress said.11
"Do you have cherry?"12
"Yes." The waitress turned her head. "Will you be having your usual, sir?"13
"Yes. Bring me a cherry soda too."14
"I'll be back with your drinks and breadsticks." The waitress walked away.15
"How did you get my contact info?" Her eyebrow went up.16
"Eric. He said that you're the best in the business."17
The waitress came with their drinks and breadsticks, she placed them on the table and left.18
"He's one of my best clients." She paused. "You're a man who has won the human lottery in looks and wealth. Why are you doing this?"19
"I must be your type, for you asking the question." 20
"Let's just say I'm curious." She took a sip from her soda.21
Mr. Zale pulled out his folder. 22
"Your man doesn't waste anytime." she smiled and took the folder.23
"I'm a man who knows what I want." An evil grin appeared. "Can you get the target?"24
Alice opened the folder, her eyes moved back and forth, while she looked over the data.25
"That's going to cost you an extra ten thousand, since you know the prey."26
"No problem."27
"I'm going to need three weeks and a deposit of thirty thousand dollars up front."28
"How much are we talking about?" asked Mr. Zale.29
"Seventy thousand dollars I know that you can handle it."30
"I can."31
She looked over the contents of the folder, pictures of a young girl at school, home, church, and other places. On the other side of the folder, was the girl's email account, cell number, where she hangs out on the web. 32
"Is there any emotion turbulence or any family problems going on in her life?"33
"I don't know. Her father keeps her on a short leash and sheltered too."34
Alice saw the waitress coming with their order, she closed the folder. The woman placed their plates and refills on the table; she was gone.35
Mr. Zale looked at her. “Can you get my prize?”36
“She's fourteen, but there is a lot of factors. She lives in a state where the police use the Amber alert system. Creating the right circumstances, I think that she would be willing to meet.”37
“Good.” He placed an envelope on the table. Let’s eat.”38
Grabbing envelope, Alice looked inside of it and smiled. She picked up her glass. “A toast.” He lifted his glass in the air. “Good hunting!” The glasses dinged. 39


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