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    Final Chapter

    “I’m going to keep my end of the deal.  You needn’t worry about that,” Bette answered coolly.  She paused for effect.  “The question is: are you?”

    “Of course I am, Bette,” he rejoined.  “As I said last night, my quarrel is not with you.”

    “I need proof,” Bette said, floating a test balloon.  “Considering that I don’t even know your name.  Whereas you seem to know everything about me.”

    The man laughed slightly again.  “That’s true. This situation does seem to be unfair to you.”

    After a short pause, unexpectedly, he asked, “What kind of proof?”  He was clearly in a jovial mood, as if anticipating the pay-off he’d expected to get after a long, patient journey.

    “I want you to extend the line-of-credit through the end of the year,” Bette answered, exploiting the opening.  Before he could react.  “And I want it now.”

    He chuckled, “My, my.  You do drive a hard bargain, don’t you?”

    “That shouldn’t be a problem for you, should it?” Bette asked, switching gears, appealing to his ego.

    “No .. no, of course not.  That’s not a problem at all,” the man answered quickly.  “Of course it’s something I can do quite easily.  Perhaps even now, as we speak.”

    “Alright,” Bette responded.  “If you do it now, it will show your good faith.  Up until now, I haven’t had the assurance of that.”

    After a pause, the man announced with some flourish, “Done.”

    “Can you give me the confirmation code?” Bette pressed, signaling to Jules to write down the letter and number sequence as she said them out loud, repeating what the man was telling her.  Jules wrote them down on a pad Jack had hurriedly handed to her, which had been clipped to the dashboard of the Hummer.

    Jules understood from Bette’s hand signals to ask Tina to ask Paul to confirm it, and relayed the information to Tina, in case Tina hadn’t heard the sequence clearly.

    As this was going on, Spencer was scribbling a note, taking the pad and pen from Jules as she tore off the top sheet, on which she’d written the sequence.

    Thinking quickly, to buy them time to determine if they should adjust their plans, Bette said, “We’re entering Lincoln tunnel.  My phone signal dies out often in this tunnel  ….” then pretended to make crackling sounds, and then hung up.

    Comments

    1. OH NO YOU DIDN”T? You have just dropped this chapter on us and ran. Was the woman carrying the attackers in her heavy roller bags? Etienne is a traitor to Bette? How did Paul get in this mess? Nazi coverup because of papers Raoul left Bette? Tina is ok? Bette is hurt? Is George tied upon this strike? Have Mike and Brom failed to keep their promise? What a mess you have to resolve! Get busy and post again soon.

      • Haha, I think that magicspider covered pretty much everything.

        Very exciting stuff, and enjoyable too. I hope the next book is coming soon.

        Thank you!

    2. And now for the conclusion to our story…….? No good person would leave all of us hanging ……of course someone else described you as evil! I will not be able to sleep tonight worried about what is happening to the girls….

    3. ahhhh…epilogue on the way! That’s good – or else we send Jimmy two toes over to see you! Very exciting – but confusing to say the least! Who….what?! Wow!

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