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Chapter 4

The Hunter

Aria

It wasn’t about being the richest and most recognized graphics design company in all of Myrtle Beach, South Carolina; it was about ensuring we remained and far exceeded the concept people had of us. To do that, we needed clients.

Although the Wolf Pack didn’t have t hose policies you would see at other rich design companies where they attended to a certain brass of people, we attended to everyone. It’s basically the reason why everyone loves us. However, to remain rich we needed bigger fish. Through gala events, cocktail parties, or a grapevine in our favor,

Michael and I had grown and developed quite the wealthy network. What better time to get the big fish than election season? Although they were a lot of politicians vying for the attention of the pack, there was one person who seemed to not be interested in us. Loid Garfield.

He was a neighbor of mine, during my early childhood days and yet we never spoke at full length.

“You have a meeting with Loid Garfield by 3pm,” Nick said, “But before that, we have the electoral campaign flyers and whatnot for you to review before you leave.” Nick had settled into his role as personal assistant faster than I had expected. Despite helping me organize and plan meetings he still had time to assist the design team.

It was his second day as my assistant and I had surprised myself; I had not pounced on him or created a situation where he would do same to me. To be honest I was trying to get him to kiss me again. Something was definitely happening to me.

I handled every task I had with his help and by 2:30PM, I headed to my meeting point with Loid Garfield. I wore a short blue gown, the kind I heard he likes. I arrived at the venue, it was a hotel; one of the most luxurious Myrtle had to offer.

I didn’t choose the venue but it would seem Mr. Garfield had plans of his own. I headed to the front desk and found an approachable face.

“Oh, my God. It’s Aria Wolfe,” the receptionist I had chosen to speak with was apparently…” I’m like your biggest fan.”

Yeah, there you have it.

“Oh, don’t, you’ll make me blush,” I held my face, “Thank you for saying that Christine.”

“You know my name?” she seemed to bubble with joy.

I mean it’s written on your tag but I’ll let you have this moment.

“I would like to meet with the guest at room 107,” I said.

“Oh, just give me a second,” she said as she dialed the room number.

“Won’t be necessary,” said Loid Garfield as he walked over to us, “Welcome Aria, and thank you Christine.”

“Just doing my job Mr. Mayor,” she blushed a little, “Guess that’s two celebrities that know my name now.”

“I’m not the mayor yet, but thank you,” He gave her a smile and turned to me, “My room or you’d prefer to talk at the bar? They have the best screwdrivers.”

“It’s still too early for alcohol,” I said, “Let’s have Vodka instead.”

He let out a hearty laugh, “A riot as always. Good to see you again Aria.”

“Likewise Loid,” I smiled.

He thanked Christine and led me to the bar.

“Screwdriver please,” he ordered.

“Don’t go easy on the vodka, I don’t think I’m driving,” I added.

“She’s a madwoman, ignore her, extra oranges for me I’m watching my weight,” he said.

The bartender was amused and got to work.

“Howdoesitfeelbeingthe nextmayor?”Iaskedaswewatchedthe bartenderwork.

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