Long Island, Florida – USA

“What I’m saying,” Eric said, as he and John moved among the exotic supercars,”Is we need two of these bad boys to properly support following Bethany Anne whenever she goes driving hers.”

Bethany Anne had come out of her temporary suite in the Australian Outback at close to eight thirty pm and told Eric that he and John were going shopping with her.  Then, she promptly turned around and ducked back into her room saying she was changing.  John showed up with Eric’s cup of coffee three minutes later and Eric informed him they were going shopping.

“Any idea where?” John had asked as they sipped their drinks.

“Not a clue.”  Eric admitted, “Popped out, we are going shopping, popped back into her room.”

John stepped up to the door and knocked twice, sharply.  He heard her answer ‘come in, John’ and so he poked his head and asked where they were headed.

Thirty minutes later, they were all at Ferrari of Long Island, Florida looking at the new F12berlinetta and the sales person was both shocked as hell when Bethany Anne walked in with John and Eric right at opening, and then twice shocked when he figured out who she was.

John and Eric had a moment of peace as she was sitting in the car going through the sales review.  There weren’t any customers looking at cars this early on Tuesday morning.  Their salesperson, Sheldon, hadn’t finished his Starbucks yet.

John turned to make sure nothing seemed amiss, “I’ve talked with Jeffrey.  If she buys anything, the guys will be here right as she takes possession and upgrade it, if not earlier.”

Eric smiled, “They will have to make that three!”

John nodded with a grin on his face, “Yes, I agree, it will have to be…”

John turned from Eric when Bethany Anne stepped out of the drop dead sexy car, “I want three, all Rosso Fiorano and I want them fast.”  She told her salesperson, “I am completely open on the negotiation side, and I don’t care where they are in the world.  Find them, buy them and let me know how fast I can get them.  Also,” She added, “there is a twenty thousand sales bonus if you get three found and ordered before close today.”

Sheldon was just able to get his voice back, “Ma’am, we don’t have three in stock and…”  Her look caused him to pause a moment as he realized how his customer could help him over the hump for the vehicle's transportation. “If you need to provide transportation, is that acceptable?”

Bethany Anne’s smile lit up the store, “Perfectly! You send any information to the email I give you and I’ll have them picked up from their location and back here within a couple of hours.  However,”  her face lost her smile, “if it becomes a circus because people find out?”  This time, she shook her head, “You lose the sales, understood?”

Sheldon considered his comment and then went ahead, “Ma’am, you know that the price for pictures of you are going for more than fifty-thousand, correct?”  He put up his hand, “I’m not telling you this to bump up the bonus, I’m just making sure you are aware there will be some that will give up a job to get a picture, and if anything happens, it won’t be me.  I love these cars, and I’m building my professional career on being discreet.  So, I feel it necessary to let you know.”  He shrugged, “If I’m going to prove how discreet I am?  I can’t do better than being discreet for you.”

Bethany Anne nodded and leaned toward Sheldon, who looked around and then got closer, “I’ll tell you what, Sheldon.  You tell everyone that you have a photo opportunity for your hand-picked support people.  If not a single word about this comes out before myself and the two men with me are ready to drive off?  I'll do five minutes of photos with those who helped you keep this secret.  Who you pick is up to you, but don't make it too many.  Then, I’ll make sure to give you a fifteen-second video support message how you handled my purchases, deal?”

Sheldon stood back up and held out his hand, “I’ll have your car information within two hours.  We have one here, so I just need two more.  I’m pretty sure where they are.  If I have to sweeten the deal?”

Bethany Anne shook Sheldon’s proffered hand, “Money, within reason, is not a problem.  Secrecy is.  So, when it comes time to pick up the two cars no one on that side can breathe a word.”

Sheldon said, “I understand, and let me tell you ‘thank you,' you have just made my career if I don’t screw this up.”  He admitted.

“No opportunity for you if you hadn’t been here early on a Tuesday morning.  So, consider what it took you to be in the right place before you throw all the credit my way, ok?”

Sheldon nodded.  John came over and handed him a business card, “Our contact information for this deal is on the card.  It will expire within thirty-six hours, or as soon as we drive off the lot.  I need you to let me know as soon as the cars are here as we need to go over them ourselves.”  John’s visage turned slightly harder, “Security.”

Sheldon looked down at the card and back to John. “I’ll sleep here tonight.”

John clapped him on the shoulder and pulled the second card out, “This is my card.  You ever want to talk about a different line of work, call me.  People with your work ethic are hard to find.”

Sheldon held the second card with serious respect.  The first card was a business deal that would help him for a long time.

The second was an honor.

To Be Continued…