I sat in a country club sipping whiskey across from a weathered man my real age but obviously he looked like my father while I looked like his son.
The man picked up his whiskey took a sip before setting it down and speaking, “How long has it been Max?”
I lightly chuckled, “Seven year’s George.”
George Burkowski was a 53 year old man. He stood about my height at 5’10”. His black hair was heavily salt and peppered. His blue eyes showed he still had plenty of life in him. And for being his age he still had a body hiding under his tailored suit.
George was a friend that my company had done plenty of business with his business….and a fellow brother from Delta Kappa Epsilon, though we didn’t attend the same frat or college.
He smiled, “So for seven years I don’t hear a peep out of you and now you come calling asking for help?”
I nodded and spoke, “I wouldn’t go to *anyone*. I’m coming to the best in the business for my need. And last time I checked **you’re** the best when it comes to video surveillance.”
George started out small but after almost 30 years he had built the largest security surveillance business in our state. He had a wide network of contacts and most of the security you see in most businesses his company handled.
Plus during the land acquisition deal that Muschi purchased from us I slid his company to Muschi for security which they picked up on netting George enough business to boom to what he is today.
He smiled picking up his whiskey and taking another sip before he set it down and spoke, “Hell I can’t turn down a fellow Deke.”
He smiled, “What do you want **me** to do?”
I was about to go over my ‘*plan*’ to essentially upgrade my current security system but leave my current security system in place as more or less a dummy system. I just came to George because he was *the* man when it came to security systems, plus being a brother of the same fraternity I was hoping he might be able to give me the ‘*Brother Discount*’.
That is until a familiar face walked into the country club….a female.
I looked at the female as she was being led by the host of the club thinking I knew her but for the life of me I couldn’t remember where I knew her from.
She got close and she took one look at me and her mouth dropped open as she stared at me in fascination.
Then she spoke, “Max? Max Frons is that you?”
The moment I heard her voice it clicked on who she was…..it was Lola Burke….my daughter’s nanny.
I smiled at her, “Yes Lola it is me.”
She laughed, “Oh my god. You haven’t aged a day you dog. How have you been?”
I watched as George was checking out Lola who looked almost as stunning as since the last time I had seen her. Granted that was almost 20 years ago.
Lola, when I first met her when she was 17, was my daughter’s nanny. At the time she stood about 5’4″. At the time she had deep red hair that made me think it wasn’t natural though she swore it was her natural hair color. She had nice clear blue eyes. She had that teenage vitality and vigor giving her that nice flat petite body that makes everyone drool. And I was no different at the time when she was my daughter’s nanny.
There were plenty of times during her tenure that I seriously contemplated taking her to a corner of the house, away from my kids, and banging her until Stacey got home especially when she turned 18 then the temptation was **STRONG**.
She was a temptation that I had to fight to not answer the call as she more than once wore clothing that begged to be torn off.
Yeah I had to give myself an ice shower more than once when she wore her outfits that begged me to tear off of her.
Looking back on my situation and how my marriage ended it was no wonder that I wasn’t the cheater first over Stacey. But I loved Stacey and thought she was my ‘forever girl’.
Plus all the frustration Lola gave me I just took out on Stacey as she endured what I wanted to do to Lola….more than once.
Now Lola looked to be in her late thirties early forties though I can’t remember her birthday so I wasn’t sure the actual number. She still had her fiery red hair though it looked more artificial than natural when I first met her. She still stood around 5’4″ though currently she stood a few inches taller thanks to her heels. Her body was still skinny and rather taut but with visible tattoos hiding under her business dress that she was wearing. And it appeared her chest had inflated quite a bit since the last time I saw her. And unlike last time I saw her she now wore business like glasses over her tempting blue eyes.
True there was a lot that changed about Lola but she more or less looked almost exactly the same as she was when she was my daughter’s nanny…..just older now.
I stood as she came in for a hug, “Oh my gosh it is so good to see you.”
From my angle I saw George checking out her ass and giving that face all men give when something decent is in front of them. You know the face I’m talking about.
He admired it and looked up at me giving me a hidden thumbs up before returning to neutrality as he picked up his glass to sip on as to hide that he was checking out Lola.
We broke from the hug as she looked excited, “What are you doing here?”
I presented my hand out towards George, “Oh you know just reconnecting with an old friend and doing some wheeling and dealing.”
She chuckled and lightly slapped my arm, “I’m doing the same thing.”
I blinked at her.
Then she leaned in and whispered, “Say when you’re done wheeling and dealing come over to my table after I’m done with my own wheeling and dealing so we can catch up.”
She pulled away, “How does that sound?”
I smiled and spoke, “Sounds perfect.”
She pointed to me, “I’m going to hold you to that because I know where you live.”
I laughed, “You got it Lola.”
She smiled and it looked warm and inviting, “Good.” She addressed George, “I’m so sorry to interrupt you.”
George nodded at her, “It’s completely fine, miss.”
She smiled at George and went back to following the host.
I sat back down after Lola had moved off as I watched her move off to a table where another male was waiting for her. I watched long enough to see she had changed her demeanor and went straight faced and obviously was being a business professional.
I turned to George who was looking at me waiting for an explanation. I gave him a smirk, “She used to be my girl’s nanny,” I thought about the timing and added, “Well four of the six at least.”
George nodded and spoke, “So you were about to tell me what you wanted?”
I nodded, “Right.”
And I went over what I wanted to do. Essentially I wanted to *add* video cameras into well placed spots that would be inconspicuous, hopefully they would be small enough where no one would notice them and give me a wide range of views or at least a wide angle. Then with the current security I wanted to disconnect those but remain as a decoy.
George listened to what I wanted which I didn’t take long to explain.
He thought about it for a moment and nodded, “I think that is doable.”
I looked at him, “So how much will that cost?”
He thought about it for a moment before answering, “Well it depends.”
I leaned forward, “On?”
He looked at me, “How concealed you want, how many cameras you want, how quickly you need it done, and I would need floor plans so I know what angles you want and how to place them.”
I nodded, “I can get you the floor plans now, in fact.”
I pulled out my cell phone and went to my online drive and navigated to where I had my digital plans with all the updates I’ve had done and pulled up the most recent blueprint of the house. I looked at him, “I can send it to your phone now.”
He nodded and pulled out his own cell as I sent him the blueprint.
He waited for a few moments as the massive file was sent his way before he was able to view it.
He opened it and as soon as he saw the blueprint he quickly eyed me with his eyebrow raised, “Your place really 22,860 sq.ft.?”
I looked at him and nodded as he tipped his head to me before returning to the blueprints as he mused out loud, “Let’s see here. You got two floors and a basement. One master…s, one, two, three, six, seven rooms. Six baths not including the master bath. Kitchen, living room, dining.”
He looked up at me, “Is this a?”
I looked as he turned his phone to me and I answered, “Man cave.”
He spoke, “Right.” He turned his phone back to him and continued counting, “One two halls…no three halls.”
He looked up at me, “And I imagine you want the garages as well in this?”
I nodded.
He spoke, “Right.”
He looked down at the plans, “Right. And how much do you need to see in each room?”
I thought about it and spoke, “Enough to where there’s no blind spots.”
He nodded, “Right. And bathrooms?”
I thought about that again. I mean I could have ALL bathrooms video-ed though I felt really pervy even thinking that.
If my girl’s weren’t for the most part ‘good girl’s’ and were more ‘bad girl’s” meaning they were doing drugs or something, though most recreational drugs from the past have been pretty much non existent for at least 20 years thanks to Muschi making sex more fun these days though I imagine there’s still some junkie out there looking for said drug. But my girl’s weren’t one of those people I truly need to worry about.
I looked at George after making my decision, “Just if any of the cameras get inside the door other than that the only bathroom that I would need set up is probably the master bathroom.”
George tilted his head side to side like he was trying to figure out angles to meet my request before he made his determination and nodded.
He picked up his whiskey to take a sip before setting it down and speaking, “What type of camera and resolution were you looking for?”
I shrugged, “I don’t know. Maybe something small to where you would never notice it is there. And quality good enough to where it doesn’t seem so blocky.”
I thought about my answer and added, “For the right price that is.”
George smiled and nodded, “And how quickly do you need **this** done?”
I sighed, “Sooner the better but I don’t want my girl’s to know what I’m doing.”
At that George raised his eyebrows at me, “Oh?”
I nodded and spoke, “It’s a long story. So can you do it?”
He laughed, “It’s not if I can do it Max. It’s can **you** do it.”
I looked at him, “I don’t follow.”
He looked at me for a moment, “Well **typically** for something you are asking for I would like to do it **while** the building is still being built. It’s easier. But your house is already built meaning we need to wire and run lines for all the cameras into a central system. But you want a rush **without** your daughter’s knowing. Meaning it’ll take multiple whacks at the house while they’re gone.”
I nodded, “Ok….so how long?”
He shrugged, “Depends on how many guys I throw at it. And that’ll cost you.”
I sighed, “How much?”
He looked at me straight faced, “Ninty.”
I blinked, “$90,000?”
He nodded but he leaned back and smiled, “But because I **know** you’re the one who slipped my name to Muschi for their little city and because we’re brothers of the same frat let’s call it 75.”
$75,000?
Still it’s better than $90,000 which was almost like highway robbery for just some cameras that I easily can go online and pay maybe $700 for.
George added, “And I’m giving you **my** discount on this system meaning I won’t be making much money on this ‘*pal*’.”
I nodded and looked at him, “Fine. But how small are these camera’s?”
He smiled proudly, “As small as a hair.”
I blinked.
I didn’t know they made them that small.
Last time I checked, and it’s been awhile, security cameras were about the size of golf balls but those were booko bucks. And that was almost 20 years ago. When I got my camera’s they were small, at the time, and those still cost me $3,000.
But a hair?
Jesus that’s small.
I looked at him, “How much coverage will a ‘hair’ camera get me?”
George raised his eyebrow at me, “Clearly?”
I nodded.
He shrugged as he spoke, “About 50 sq.ft. at 8k resolution. At 4k it increases to about 100 sq.ft. At 1080 it’s about 180 sq.ft. Anything beyond that is too indistinguishable.”
I blinked again.
Then I tried to do the math. 22,860 divided by 50 would make that……457…..let’s say 458 hairs.
And he wanted me to pay $75,000 for all that. Once again I did the math. 75,000 divided by 458 comes out to…….163 and some change. Let’s say $164 per hair.
Once I did the math the *price* didn’t sound so bad.
And it’s not like I don’t have $75,000 just sitting in my bank. I had plenty of money thanks to my inheritance from my dad, my job as a board member, and all my investments. Plus all the *bonus* checks. I had the money.
I looked at him, “So for 75 how many guys are you throwing at me and how quickly can they get it done?”
George looked at me, “In whacks?”
I nodded.
George spoke, “In whacks with just two guys it’ll take them about….” he thought about it, “eight days. Depending on how much time they’re allowed to do each whack. The less time they have, the longer it’ll take.”
I rubbed my chin and thought about each girl’s schedule. Usually Heather was out the door by 8am at the latest and back at 8pm at the latest though usually she’s out by 7am and back at 5pm depending on cases. So that’s roughly 9-10 hours.
Heather is my more aloof one. She’s at the gym at about any time she wants but when she’s about to do a shoot she’s constantly at the gym. And I think she’s about to go do a shoot, meaning she’ll spend as much free time at the gym as she can get.
Savanna and Mackenzie are my nocturnal’s, meaning they work during the night and sleep throughout the day. Usually Savanna stays home more than Mackenzie. Only benefit about Savanna is she usually stays in her room most of the time. Mackenzie was my other aloof who worked at night and weekends and some weekdays depending on tours and scheduling but other than that she’s just as bad as Savanna.
Then there’s Abby and Haley, my college girls. Luckily they’re out the door by 7am and don’t usually return until 8pm as they’re in college all day. Well at least Monday through Thursdays that is.
So I have three with a regular schedule and three who are completely irregular.
I’ll have to make up some excuse for all the girl’s to essentially be away for most of the day while George’s team works on the house. But for eight days?
I wonder if he can speed that up.
No harm in asking.
I looked at him, “What if I can guarantee eight hours a day. Will it still take eight days?”
George thought about it and shook his head, “No unfortunately because of the fiber’s and running the lines into the main system it usually takes a lot of time. But at eight hours a day? I think two of my guy’s can get it done in six days, maybe five depending on certain variables.”
I thought about it, “What if you increase it to three guys?”
George stroked his chin in thought, “Now you’re talking an extra fifteen. But that still cuts it down to five, maybe four days.”
Grrrr!
George can tell I was getting frustrated as he spoke, “Remember because this system is so intricate it needs to be run correctly and all my men are licensed to do this. You can’t get anyone off the streets to do this in less time.”
I looked at him, “Is there at least a different system that could do the same thing that isn’t so expensive….or take so much time?”
George laughed for a moment before he spoke, “Sure but this one will be unnoticed as the other ones you will eventually see. We’re talking about going from as small as a hair to something about half the size of my thumbnail.”
He smiled at me, “Which one are you more likely to notice the half thumbnail or the hair?”
I bowed my head and muttered, “Thumbnail.” I looked up, “But how good is this system?”
George thought about it for a moment before he smiled, “Let me ask you this. Do you think **our** country club has a security system?”
I looked at him, “Of course it does.”
He smiled, “But do you see it?”
Ok I was willing to play his game.
I looked around and I really looked. Like really **really** looked. But I couldn’t see a damn thing.
I looked at him as **he** was being smug, “Ok I don’t see it. But so what.”
He smiled again as he picked up his phone that he had set down after looking at my blueprints, “Here let me show you what I’m selling you can do.”
He looked at me, “Mind you I’m not supposed to do this but it’ll get my point across.”
He looked down at his phone and did some tapping around as he mused out loud, “And use my admin credentials….and voila!”
He turned his phone around for me to see and low and behold was the top of the entire floor of the country club.
He smiled as he said, “Now watch this.”
He clicked on the dining area around where we were.
The screen changed to show the entire area from above.
He smiled, “And this is the cool part.”
He clicked right where we were sitting and the screen zoomed in on us and then a split screen showed our side profile from ground to the tops of us.
I blinked in surprise at how detailed it was. And I mean it was ***DETAILED***.
It was so detailed I could see everything around us. Hell I could see the condensation on our glasses like it was in front of me.
I looked at the beam where it seemed the camera’s were located and still couldn’t see shit.
It was perfect.
I **WANTED** it!
I looked from the phone to him, “Ok you’ve made your point. I want it.”
He smugly smiled as he locked his phone and put it down then he spoke, “That’s what I thought.”
I looked at him, “So how much would it cost me to do everything in two days?”
That made his eyebrow raise but he obviously was controlling something. He spoke, “Two days?”
I nodded.
He thought about it and looked at me, “Both day’s I get at least nine hours to do my thing?”
I nodded.
He thought about it and continued asking questions, “And you still want cheap I imagine?”
I wanted to strangle him but I refrained. I wanted to yell at him but knew that would cost me. I sighed and nodded, “Yes. How much?”
He sighed and leaned forward, “Tell you what if you pay me today. I can go as low as 60 for the unit and camera set up. That’s the best I can do on the unit. And for how quickly **you** want this done that means I need to throw a guy in every room meaning I’ll have at least 15 guys working this as fast as possible but it won’t come cheap. So before you complain each of these guys have been doing this type of set up for seven years now so you’re paying for the experience that’s another 60. And to have them wrap up in two days? That’s 15. So you’re looking at 135 large my friend.”
See this is why I don’t do business anymore and sure as fuck why I didn’t become a CEO this shit pisses me off. But it’s the nature of the beast.
I sighed, “Fine, how do you want it?”
I refrained from adding *Because I can punch you in the face* quip.
He smiled, “I can accept crypto, cash, check, wire.”
I sighed, “How about PayBuddy?”
He smiled a toothy smile, “Even better.”
I pulled up my phone and logged into my PayBuddy app while George did the same. He pulled up the QR code that would give me all his information to pay him. I used my phone to scan the QR code and his information displayed with his Company’s Name and how much I wanted to transfer from myself to him.
I felt my finger’s nervously dance as I typed into the system that I wanted to transfer $135,000 from my account to his. I double checked the numbers three times to make sure it read $135,000 and not something stupid like $13,500 or $1,350,000. Once I verified it read $135,000 I clicked “*Pay*’.
I watched the phone give me the status as PayBuddy which is linked to my bank account pull $135,000 plus their transaction fee. Then transfer those funds over to George’s account.
George watched as his PayBuddy system read that he was suddenly $135,000 richer.
He smiled at me, “Pleasure doing business with you.”
I looked at him feeling frustrated, “Uh huh.”
I looked over to see if Lola had concluded from her business and found she was with her business dealings….still.
I leaned back and just looked at George, “So when will the unit be ready so we can start?”
He smiled, “I just checked with my people to see if we have a unit in stock for a house **your** size. Should only be a few moments….”
Just then his phone chimed.
He held up hand to me as he unlocked his phone and looked at the notification.
He smiled and looked at me, “So I have bad news and good news.”
I sighed, “Ok….”
He looked at me, “Bad news we don’t have the unit for your house in stock.”
I looked at him waiting for the other shoe to drop where I was going to be screwed.
He smiled, “You’re gonna love me.”
I looked at him, “Unless you have a pussy in between your legs I doubt it.”
He looked at me quizzically before he got the obvious joke….and my level of no fucks given at this moment after I just got screwed out of $135,000.
He laughed for a few minutes slapping his hand on the table causing people to look over at us.
Eventually he died down and spoke, “Good one. No, the good news is I have a unit that will not only do your house but then some.”
I squinted at him, “Uh huh and how much is that?”
I waved his hand at me, “Bah call it charity. Just know when we’re done you’re going to love me.”
I picked up my glass and spoke, “I’ll believe it when I see it.”
He smiled and picked up his own glass holding towards me, “Friends From the Heart, Forever.”
I sighed as George had just used our frats motto and mimicked him, “Friends From The Heart, Forever.”
Our glasses clinked and George proceeded to down his drink and I did the same.
I looked back at Lola and saw that her business person had just gotten up and walked off leaving Lola in a rather sad state.
I looked at George as I stood up, “Now if you shall excuse me. I have a friend to catch up with.”
George laughed and waved me off, “Let me know when you will have the house free.”
I grunted as I raised my hand behind me as I walked over to someone I hadn’t seen in nearly 20 years…..Lola.
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