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ITS HELL TO CHOOSE – Part 1 of …

TKG09 ITS HELL TO CHOSEParis, France

“If they don’t stop aiming cameras at me, I’m not going to be responsible for the damages.” Bethany Anne murmured to Michael under her breath.

The two of the were walking along Avenue de Champs-Elysees after taking a stroll through Bethany Anne’s Mecca – the Christian Louboutin St Honore’ store on Rue du Faubourg Saint-Honore’.

They had started in the line waiting to enter the store like everyone else when a couple of those waiting in line realized who she was.  A couple of covert camera pictures had occurred and then the social sphere got busy, and a couple of camera ‘journalists’ from the gossip magazines came in and started taking pictures.  Some annoyingly so.

Michael noticed that a few were taking shots from an incredibly long way using very long telephoto lenses.  He pulled up his phone and quickly typed a note to Tabitha and put it away.

He would have a report from her within the next few hours he suspected.  Certainly by tomorrow.  If there was something to hack and delete, he felt comfortable it would be gone.

If not, he would know more.

Within a few minutes, the manager of the store came around the corner and up to the two of them. He discreetly tried to ask Bethany Anne to step ahead of everyone and come inside.

She absolutely refused, which frustrated the management.  Finally, the security got involved and explained to Bethany Anne that she was causing a small security issue with the traffic and extra paparazzi taking pictures outside on the sidewalk.

She pursed her lips and waved the manager closer and spoke into his ear.  The manager nodded once and then walked back to disappear into the store for a minute.

Michael smiled to himself as he continued his scan.  Eric and John were each half a block away, also keeping their eyes out, but each knew that Michael would die before allowing anyone to get to Bethany Anne.

That was good enough for them.

A moment later, the manager stepped out of the store and started handing unique cards that were each signed by him to every one of the people in the line at that time.  He bypassed Bethany Anne and continued down the line.  When he came back up, he nodded to Bethany Anne and the two were taken inside.

Once this step was accomplished, he stepped back outside and explained to each of the customers these cards were good for a purchase of a pair of Christian Louboutin shoes.  This was in appreciation for allowing Bethany Anne to step ahead of them, or they could surrender the cards for a $3,000 gift to three charities that focused on helping the families of those hurt or killed in terrorist attacks.

Michael didn’t need any special abilities to hear the raucous cheering going on when those lined up outside found out they held a special card for a pair of shoes in their hands.

He watched Bethany Anne, and the only reaction she had was a slight blushing and ducking of her head.

He knew at that moment that not only was she the right pick to help clean up the UnknownWorld, but she was also the right woman for him.

If he could just woo her.

About the author

manderle

Michael Anderle (ok, weird talking about myself in the 3rd person) (1967-Hopefully a long time from NOW) was born in Houston, Tx. A very curious child, he got into trouble – a lot. What to do with an inquisitive mind when he was grounded? Read!

Ok, done with all of that 3rd person stuff.

In the first 20 years, I mostly read Science Fiction and Fantasy. In the last 10 years I have enjoyed Urban Fantasy and Military Fiction. With this background, I’ve been blessed with creating The Kurtherian Gambit series, a well-selling, and fan loved, collection of stories.

The fans have propelled these stories beyond my wildest imagination and they should get all of the credit for sharing with friends, family and occasionally the random person on the street. They are fantastic!

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