Web of Lies (Gangster Edition)

Chapter 3

Russian nodded and said, "Yes boss."

With that Michael went in. Rosita then pulled up at the bus station in a white Range Rover and Sharon got it.

After hugged Rosita she asked, "Are you ok?"

"Yes! I just need to crash," Sharon quickly told her.

"Well! Your father will be home a bit late. So I am taking you shopping and then we cook for him," replied Rosita and the drove off.

I on the other hand reached the Red Garden bus stop. As I got off I called Sharon and got voice mail.

So I left a message saying, "Sharon Lycia Moore! I know you have that phone in your hand. You are practically glued to it. Now at least turn on the location tracker to make me know where you are."

As I walked I noticed a woman jogging by. She had an earpiece in. After looking around I saw two men by the Old Town Coffee Shop. Then a camera lens was coming through the blind folds. There was also an electrical van with a UVR Transmitter on the top.

This told me the FBI was surveillance the property. As I walked in Jane pulled into the Red Garden parking lot. As I walked over to her she got out.

"Wow! I see your young rich toy got you a new ride," I told her as I walked to her with my box in hand.

She locked it and said, "And I see you lost your job."

"Yea! Calling the 400 kg boss fat will get that. So here I am," I told her as I went to her.

She laughed and then said, "I am happy you came."

I chuckled and looked around. Then I saw Moore Motors on the new space on the complex.

"Why is Moore Motors on your new space," I quickly asked her.

"Relax! Moore Motors is a subsidiary of Moore Motors Group. This is a subsidiary of Moore Engineering Group. It is then in turn owned by my husband Richard not Michael," Jane quickly told me.

I laughed and she asked, "What is that?"

"You are married to Richard Nathaniel Moore? And he is the father of Ryan," I quickly asked her.

She nodded and said, "Yes! And Yes! Please tell me you didn't screw him."

"Worst! He is the son of Michael David Moore. And that makes him Sharon's half-brother," I quickly told her and she said, "That makes you my Stepmother in-law. s**t!"

"Look on the bright side. We will be in charge of the two most eligible bachelors in America. So don't worry," I quickly told her and walked off.

We went off to her office. We went through the Casino and then through the strip club and to the elevator. Then we went up 20 floors to her office. We then stepped in a penthouse and as we walked in the curtains went up.

A security guard, in a black suit, and a woman waited. I whistled as the television screens came on showing stock options.

"Welcome to my home/office. This will be your space for the next week," replied Jane to me.

I then said, "Yea! This place is tight! I guess we can throw a party up in here. And have some fun."

"No wild parties, No guests including boyfriends, no smoking or drugs. And most of all you have to be here 24/7 to keep an eye on my business. You have access to a bank account with US$ 100 Million in it.

The information is in the draw. Spend it as you deem fit and correct all problems you see. The work will be overwhelming so this penthouse is my goddaughter's and yours for a week," she quickly told me.

I then said, "I got it. So who are they?"

"That is Simon, head of security at Red Garden Complex, and Rachael, my personal assistant. They will aid you in all your decisions. Now my bags are already packed," replied Jane as two security personnel pushed out her four pink suitcases.

I then said, "Hold up! You said I would manage the Red Garden Strip Club not the entire Red Garden Complex."

"Well I hate you living in the motel and I had to do something to get you here. And now you will have a job and I get a kid to live with. Now before you say anything I am negotiating a distribution deal with Red Tube for my pornographic material and s*x movies.

Now all goes well I will be traveling a lot. And Richard Entertainment Group is headquartered in downtown Seattle. So I will be in need of a Managing Director of Red Garden Limited.

It pays 80 grand a week. So get a test of it and when I returned on Saturday you give me your answer. Any questions," asked Jane to me.

"Can't I have a few friends over? I promised I won't keep a party," I quickly told her.

She exhaled and said, "Fine. I will suspend that rule for now. You can have anyone over. But if you invite a man over stay out of my room. And I have a house keeper. Now your voice was loaded in the system. So..."

"We will be fine," replied Claire, my former Secretary, as she and three securities wheeled in our six suitcases.

Jane then asked, "Claire? What are you doing here?"

"I needed a secretary and she was out of a job. With that I now have two," I quickly told her.

Claire dragged in one with a traveling bag on it.

As I looked puzzled Jane said, "I had your stuff at the motel moved her. And your piece of crap car is at the motel. Now my staff is at your disposal.

And you have a white Bentley. It comes with the job. See you."

She the hugged Simon and Rachael then left. Claire headed to her bedroom with my bags.

I then said, "Simon I will need you to give me the names of the blacklisted people from the Club, Casino and Bar. In addition Security should cover every inch of the building."