.”“But what?”She could tell he was concerned, and she swore she wouldn’t mention it to him but maybe he needed to know.“Well ok, but I want ...ou to know that I can take care of myself. I’m not one of those wimpy women who needs protected.”“Ok, I’ll remember that. Go on.”She told him about the walk and then about the phone call at breakfast. She could see concern in his face as she finished but he responded well.He was not about to scare her more or insult her by implying she couldn’t take care. I don't know what time I finally dropped off but I slept right through the alarm and was almost late for rehearsal. Maestro Falcone had already taken the podium when I dashed onto the stage in a sweat, snapped open my cello case and took my seat beside Hae-Won. The Maestro smiled and was kind enough to give me a couple of minutes to get myself together. I was embarrassed at being the center of attention and holding up rehearsal and Hae-Won giggled at my state of disarray.Maestro Falcone didn't. " I guess you are right. I just don't know anymore."Carla took my hand and said, "Why don't we get more comfortable?"As she guided me out of the bar I looked around to see who was there. Leon was gone but the other two men were still at the bar. They didn't turn to look at us as we left.We went upstairs and entered the first bedroom we came to and I immediately took Carla in my arms and kissed her. Of all the women at the club that I had sex with Carla was the one I remembered the best even. "After what happened last year, I justcan't take the risk. And I must leave town on business next week." That's what you want me for, eh?" I'll be gone a week. That's seven thousand dollars for you if you keepmy girls out of trouble." I'll take the job, Mr. Crown, on one condition," I explained. "I want tomake it clear that I'm being hired to keep your girls out of trouble withthe law. I'm not going to enforce any moral codes or treat them likeprisoners. What I will promise is to keep you from.