The Pinot
“Would you like a glass of the Pinot?” Deena asked.
The attractive older couple continued talking. The server nodded and swerved back into the cocktail party.
“I’m ready to leave whenever you are Petra.”
“We just got here. We have to do a couple of circuits to pretend we care or I’ll never snag Wanda as a new board member. “
“ All right two laps then Murphy fade. “
Petra and Goodman linked arms and began walking around the lavish pool.
“Don’t look now but Petra has you in her sights,” Carla whispered into the hostess’s ear. Wanda downed her martini and slipped into her house. She hid in one of the powder rooms.
“Have you seen my wife?” James asked.
“Wanda yes she was right here. I don’t see her now. Sir I have to talk to you about done irregularities. Why are the clients’ accounts only funded for one year’s worth of payments? Sir—“
James pushed past the little man. “Later.”
“The girls said it was always this way with the big settlements. That’s very umm irregular,” Cameron said. “We have to discuss this.”
“I said later.”
James tapped his index finger on Cameron’s chest with each word. James stalked away in search of his wife before she got too drunk and gave a school another endowment.
“You look like you could use a nice Pinot,” Deena said offering him a glass. Cameron looked at the expensive bottles and the palatial pool, the luxury cars and the mansion. Cameron looked around and did the math.
“Thank you I appreciate it. But I have to keep a clear head for an important call. “