Chapter 41 - Arlene Part 20
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Section 20 - Candace Makes A Decision
Candace read the last line of the notebook then placed it back in the courier
envelope. She thought about the problem for a while then made a decision.
She picked up her encrypted satellite telephone and dialed Senor Ernesto
Ramirez at his cocoa plantation in the foothills of the Bolivian Andes. Ernesto
was an American born and educated Bolivian, thirty-two years of age, who had
moved back to Bolivia ten years ago to run the drug syndicate's largest cocoa
plantation. It was an enormous operation that involved thousands of poor
peasants and many hectares of cocoa plants. He had recently suffered a major
tragedy when his American born wife had died when her Land Rover ran over a
mine. After the usual Latin American niceties, Candace laid out her plan to the
Senor. He readily agreed.
Next Candace dialed Senor Delgado in Sao Paulo, Brazil. Candace began the
conversation by complementing the Patron about his daughter who was living in
Lynnfield at the Williams' compound while she attended MIT.
"Consuela is doing very well. She and Briana have become the best of friends
and Dan thinks of her as his own daughter," said Candace recalling with a sense
of the erotic how Consuela had screamed her pleasure when Dan had taken her
virginity soon after she arrived in Boston. Over the last two years, Consuela
had refined her taste for the exotic. Candace realized a certain glow between
her legs when she recalled Consuela's skillful mouth administering to her own
sex.
"I am most gratified to hear that. Her sister, Estella is anxious to continue
her education in the United States."
"Then she must come and join Consuela. She would be most welcome," said
Candace. "Now, let me tell you what I have in mind with regard to Senorita
Fairchild."
Candace explained what she had in mind. Senor Delgado saw the possibilities
and also endorsed the plan. Candace then requested Senor Delgado to patch her
call through to the Palace of Sin.
When Enrique Podaris answered, he was overwhelmed that he was actually talking
to the Senora Senator herself. Candace patiently listened to the flowery
complements of Enrique. Candace realized that to someone like Enrique, she was
somewhere above the current president of Brazil, perhaps at the same level as
the Pope. After exchanging complements, Candace explained her intentions to
Enrique. She next requested Enrique to put Arlene on he telephone. It took a
few minutes but finally Arlene came to the phone.
"Is this really Senator Williams?" asked Arlene.
"Yes, it is. I understand you have been a bad girl."
"I suppose that's true. There was an American mining engineer here and I tried
to persuade him to help me escape."
"That was foolish, Arlene, you would have been dead in five minutes after you
got back to the states. And he would have been too."
"I know. Would you please tell Enrique to make it quick? He wants to feed me
alive to the Jaguars."
"I've got a better situation for you than a quick death. I read your
manuscript. I think we misjudged you. But any more screw-ups and you're dead
that same day and it won't be a pleasant ending. Reconcile yourself that you are
never returning to the United States."
"I am. I thank you for giving me another chance. Anything, I'm listening."
"Senor Ernesto Reynaldo is thirty-two years old cocoa plantation owner with
five male children. His lives in Bolivia and runs a large cocoa plantation,
actually one of our largest. The rebels killed his American born wife six months
ago. She drove over a land mine. He's asked me to find him a new American wife.
My analysis is that you are his type and you two would be compatible. You're
going to have to clean up your act and be a lady. That might not be all that
easy after your time with the Pagans and the House of Sin."
"I'll do anything you say. I want to live," said Arlene.
"He also needs help running the plantation. Just between us, he's a little
weak administratively. I need much better record keeping and bookwork if the
place is to be a success. You'll be the wife of the patron, lots of servants,
beautiful home, nice clothes that you will order off the Internet, five sons to
raise, and a certain degree of danger. Growing cocoa and turning it into powder
is a very risky business. Are you interested?"
"Yes, when do I leave?"
"No second chances, Arlene, you screw this up and you are dead."
"Understood, you can trust me. Can I bring Denise along? She had sons back in
the states. She'd be a great nanny. She's wonderful with children and I have no
experience."
"Denise, that was the wife of your boss at the Manchester Union. Five boys are
a lot if you haven't been a mother before. You've caught me in a generous mood.
You tell Denise that if either of you screw up, both of you will wish that
Enrique had allowed his pets to slowly eat you alive."
"We won't screw up, Senator Williams, I promise."
"Put Enrique back on the phone."
