Phoebe learns forward and bends over slightly baring the tiniest hint of cleavage. Her eyes flutter as she says in a soft voice with a tinge of some accent I can’t quite place, “It’s fine, darling. I don’t mind.”
“She’s hired!” Suzie says as she waves a hand in front of her face.
Phoebe straightens in her chair and looks at me. I nod. Of course, she’s hired. She’s the perfect sexpot for our honeypot.
“The pay isn’t great, though. I can’t tell you exactly how much as it depends on the client, but it’s usually a few hundred.”
“Is there…” She pauses before starting again. “Is there perhaps other work you might have I could do as well?”
Suzie answers before I get a chance. “Actually, we have a ton of filing to do due to some unexpected jerk ransacking our place the other day.” She looks at me. “We can pay her out of the contingency fund.”
I don’t like the idea of using our emergency fund, but when I look at Phoebe, I change my mind. She has such a look of hope on her face. I can’t disappoint her. I pray I’m not being a huge sucker.
“Okay, fine, but this is temporary.”
She grins as she stands. “Thank you. Thank you for giving me a chance.” She pumps my hand and I notice her palms are a bit sweaty. Huh. She was nervous. The mystery of Phoebe might be more intriguing than I thought.