Madame Rose Li’s Club – “Saw”
Razorbackwriter: It was now well after 5pm and Tommy had already dealt with his reporting duties at the hospital under the instruction of his editor back at the New York Times. With his article sent in to the head office, he now wanted to stop off at the one place that he knew he would get answers about the package and its contents, that Frank was going to be using against the Commander. Frank had not called Tommy as yet or left a text. Both of these facts had the reporter worried, but he knew that Frank was on a mission and that really Tommy had no place to interfere. Especially after he had been warned off by his editor. That didn’t mean that he couldn’t go and confront Rose about her involvement. There was something about those photographs. Pure coincidence, or was there a motive behind it. Tommy didn’t trust the woman. Especially after he behavior when his brother died. It disgusted him. Sadly, his brother loved the woman. Not that it got him anywhere.
Pulling up outside the club, Tommy got out of his car and shut the door before locking it. The streets were pretty much devoid of life at this time of day. The club was not even open yet, not to punters. But he was already spotted by one of Rose’s guards, and gestured to come towards the entrance. Could it be that she was expecting him? Not showing any hint of emotion, Tommy walked around the car and strolled up to the front door. A large dark skinned man with shades and a black suit was watching and then gave Tommy a nod, as he opened the door for him to enter.
Just like that.
Walking through the club, it was deserted. No patrons were inside as yet, just staff going about their duties. Restocking the bar, preparing the tables. All looked up as Tommy entered. He was so much like his brother, that one would easily think that the dead had come back to life. Only it was the gentle laughter of a woman down the back, with some young lad that she was teasing, that would have Tommy focus on the darkened corner. Of course she would have a toy boy on a chain. It was her style. The moment that she spotted Tommy however, Rose put her hand up to the young man’s face and then dismissed him as easily as you would a bus boy. The real deal was here.
Dressed in a red cocktail dress with a sparkling diamond necklace, Rose got out of her chair and swanned over to where Tommy was standing. She looked like the cat that had just swallowed the canary. A glint in her eyes of mischief, that Tommy was not at all happy to see.
“Not for what you are thinking, Rose.”
The reporter stared her down, while she became coy in her presence. “Oh you would blush if you knew what I was thinking.” The woman was known for having an insatiable appetite for men. She reached up and caressed Tommy’s cheek, causing him to harden his jaw. If anything, it just turned the woman on even more so. A challenge if ever she saw one. “Are you hungry? I was about to enjoy a rather tasty new dish.” The innuendos were coming thick and fast now. Was she speaking about her toy boy, or a meal cooked by her chef? Tommy already had plans to cook dinner for Elissa and simply shook his head.
“I’m saving myself.”
“Really? Who is she?” The woman had a radar that could track a rival quickly, and by the way Tommy was acting, he was off her menu.
“None of your business. Let’s cut to the chase. Why did you give me the pictures of the Commander and….that..”
This was not what Rose was expecting and she suddenly looked disappointed. “Because, I was trying to help your friend. Remember, Detective Frank Malone?’ Naturally, Tommy knew what she meant, but was that the real reason. The whole thing stunk to high heaven. At this point she grinned, and made a cat like pawing at Tommy’s jacket – at which he seized her wrist and tightened his grip. “You don’t help anyone, but yourself. Like you are trying to do now.” There was a menace in his voice, and Rose was loving every minute of it. She didn’t even try to wrestle free, but pushed herself up against him.
“I know what I want, Tommy. And I think you know it too.” Her eyes searched his for some showing of feelings for her….good or bad. Tommy released his grip and pushed her back at the same time, causing her to lose her balance and grip the nearest chair. Her hair whipping around her, but if she was upset, it wasn’t showing. She grinned menacingly, as she heard the Chef bring out the dinner plates. It was a roast meal. Roasted goat with vegetables and all the trimmings.
“The things I have done for you. Why…even now, I’ve tried to make your friend’s problems….go away.”
Tommy’s eyes hardened from what he had just heard. “What do you mean, Rose?”
Rose raised herself up to standing proudly, before tearing a piece of goat meat one of the plates on her table and licking it.
“You’re the reporter, go find the story.”
Tommy knew right away, that Frank was probably in trouble. The reporter slammed his fist down on the table causing the cutlery and plates to fly off and clatter to the ground. Staying here was wasting time, and he knew that Rose was just toying with him now. He spun on his heels and took off out of the club, leaving Rose standing there knowing that he would be back….and she’d be waiting.