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Just Keeps Getting Better -13

Updated on July 14, 2017

Two Weeks Later

Eva Robaznik was, if nothing else,
extremely efficient.

Within two weeks she had organised
her return to her homeland, obtaining
a temporary posting for a specific task.

Within two weeks she had traded in
her fancy car for a modest vehicle
which though keeping in her name, had a power of attorney granted to
to Jeremy Nunes).

She elected to be taken to the airport by another driver so as not to allow the possibility of a dramatic 'good-bye'.

Jeremy had been driving another executive as Eva's plane took off. He was not at the airport, but exuberant in another car, deep into a lively discussion on football, primarily, Arsenal FC.

As he knew so much he was out talking one of his bosses, who didn't take it well.

Late that evening, (way late) driving away from work, he made the wrong turn; going towards Eva's townhouse; that is when he realised she was gone.

She was gone, really gone and he was Free!

But freedom has a bit of a price. He better get to a supermarket and pick up some eat now fast food on his way to his flat or starve.

Watching Time

Eva craved to call Jeremy as her plane touched down, but as it was a fifteen hour
flight it was 1 am (Jeremy Time) so she would wait until his 7:30 AM.

Yes, she'd wait, focus on her family for the next six and one half hours, then call him.

She hoped he wasn't anxiously awaiting her call.

He wasn't.

Jeremy had hit his bed at 9:30, a mixture of exhaustion, boredom and opting out.
When will he learn to keep his mouth shut?

Mr. Bollington was cheesed off because he, the lowly Chauffeur from nowhere, was right about the results of a particular FA match, and he, Bollington, who had lived in London, was wrong.

Jeremy got himself ready and was leaving the house at 7:30 am when his cell rang.

It was Eva.

He took a breath, tried not to sound distressed.

She asked how things were and because he didn't have anyone to talk to at the moment he gave her the long version of the Bollington story.

Eva instructed him to buy a bottle of wine and put it on Bolo's desk. Bollington was a rather vicious person who could hold grudges forever. Buying him off was the best idea.

Jeremy got a bit warmer, for Eva had, from a distance, 'protected him.'

He better write it down, in case he forgot, with Eva gone there was no one to 'protect' him.

Although Jeremy would love to quit this job, he was reluctant. Until he had a place to go he had no choice.

And even now, even thought he was free and on his own, he needed Eva to protect him.

And he thinks; it just keeps getting better.


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