Chapter Ten

Two weeks had passed, Tina had seemed to make a full recovery and was back to work. Bette as well was back to work. Working on the gala that was supposed to have already passed, but she had rescheduled. 
Still one thing was a mystery to Bette. She still had no idea who owned those works of art that had been submitted anonymously. It would drive her absolutely nuts. She would stare at the masterpieces for hours just racking her brain from where’d she’d seen it. She knew she’d seen them once, but not sure when. It seemed like a cloudy, faint memory. Something she never really paid attention to, but wished she had. Finally one day after staring at it for hours it dawned on her. She realized that she had seen these types of works at only one place, she realize that with the way the colors complimented each other, but yet stood out from each other and that the painting contained articles of cloth, and such materials. She knew exactly who it was. 

To the only person who’d unexpectedly popped into her life. The only person who she knew that would paint like this. She knew exactly who it was. The only person she wished it wasn’t at this point. The blonde with the clothing shop on Sunset.

“No fucking way!”

“Boss, what’s the matter?!”

“James I want you to get me Phoebe Cadlack on the phone.”

“Who?”

“James, PHOEBE CADLACK! NOW!!”

“Yes ma’am.”

With in what seemed like three seconds James was buzzing into Bette’s office with Phoebe on line 1.

“Phoebe? Hello!”

“Well, Bette Porter calling me, what a pleasant surprise!”

“Cut the shit, those paintings are yours aren’t they?”

“Ah, I knew you’d realize eventually.”

“Yes, and I’m not really sure if I want to show them.”

“What, why?”

“Well for one I’d like to know why you snuck around and submitted them anonymously, and two Tina isn’t really comfortable with you.”

“Oh well I always submit my stuff anonymously, and Tina isn’t comfortable with me? Well, I would never have thought to have met a pussy-whipped Bette Porter!”

“Fuck you Phoebe. There are a billion other galleries in this God damn town, why not choose one of those?”