be easy as patience wasn’t her strong side.
****
A few days later Amy awoke to the
sound of the phone. She checked the clock; six in the morning, who was it so
early?
‘Amy?’ She heard a man’s voice.
‘This is Frank Orban, we met at Jack’s.’
Amy recognised his distinctive
voice. ‘Good morning Frank. You are an early riser!’ She said, trying not to
sound too sleepy.
‘I am Amy, at my age you can’t sleep
much.’ Frank said. ‘Besides, it’s a beautiful sunny morning.’
‘I can see that.’ She said,
wondering why he’d called her.
‘Are you free for a few hours today?
I am having lunch with Monica Blakes, - you met her the other evening.’ Frank
enquired.
‘Yes, I remember her, Justin’s
sister.’ Amy answered.
‘Say, around one? My driver will
pick you up from your office.’
‘I’m at home Frank.’
‘Great. Where do you live?’
‘I’ll meet you there. Where is the
restaurant?’ She didn’t want Frank sending a car for her; she wasn’t a girl who
needed picking up. She had her own independence!
Amy jotted down the address on a
back of an envelope she found in the drawer of her bedside table.
‘You got that Amy?’ Frank asked
eagerly, but wondered why she didn’t want to be picked up.
‘Yes, I’ll see you there.’
Amy didn’t know where to start, when
she thought of the last few days’ events. She was glad that the episode with Ed
was over but how had she ended up at Jack Harvey's house?! A completely new
world had opened up there. She was amazed that she’d met some nice people.
Living in LA and working for the rich and famous made her somehow want to keep
away from them. Some people thought if they had money, they had power and this
didn’t help their personality.
She lived in a city where every
other person wanted to be famous or rich, or both. Nevertheless she met some
ordinary, pleasant people too, who didn’t want to keep up with this fast
changing world. She was glad that she’d met Jack and Frank; the two men were
fun and full of character, … and then there was Justin.
She wasn’t looking for a man; her
priority was to gain some independence in business and make enough money for a
decent living. The day after she met Jack, she handed her notice in to
Carter’s.
Mr Carter wasn’t pleased when Amy
called him.
‘Where are you Amy, aren’t you
coming in today?’ He snapped.
‘No, I’m not, I am resigning Mr
Carter, from today.’
‘You can’t resign Amy, what you are
talking about!’ He said, surprised.
‘I believe I can and I’m giving you
my notice.’
‘Oh women, they always want more
money!’ Mr Carter announced. ‘How much do you want Amy?’
‘Nothing, Mr Carter. If you organise
the relevant paperwork, that will do.’
‘Look Amy, I don’t know what’s
happened to you but you have a good job here why do you want to leave? Has
someone offered you more?’
‘I’m working on my own, that’s all.’
‘I see.’ Mr Carter guessed what had
happened; she must've gained some clients on the way. Amy was an excellent
lawyer.
‘All right Amy.’
‘Thank you Mr Carter.’
‘I expect you to finish off your
open cases!’
‘I intend to, there are only two
left.’
‘You stay in touch Amy.’ He said,
after realising that Amy could be useful in the future.
‘Thank you.’ She knew Mr Carter was
leaving a back door open for his potential gain.
Amy poured herself a glass of orange
juice and sat down on a stool facing the glittering pool.
The housekeeper arrived ready to
start her day.
‘You working from home today Miss
Amy?’
‘I am Maria, yes for a few days.’
‘Very good, I can make you some nice
lunch?’ She offered cheerfully.
‘No thank you, I am out for lunch
today.’ Amy stood up. ‘Come on Maria, have a coffee with me on the terrace.’
‘Ok Miss Amy, I make the coffee.’
Maria quickly made the drinks and placed them on the small table outside.
‘Tell me about your son.