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she
stated.
    She asked me questions about my work
history and my family — did I
have any allergies, why did I move to Las Vegas, had I ever worked in a strip
club, did I take drugs and how much alcohol did I consume? I was trying to
decide what part of my “ Cindy
West life ” I
would include. I knew I couldn ’ t
tell her my real reason for being in Vegas, but whatever I said, I
needed to be sure to keep my story straight so I wouldn ’ t draw unwanted attention later.
    I gave as little information as possible,
telling her about my parents ’ car
accident and that after their death that my sister raised me until I went to
college. I left out the part about Penny. How could I explain her suicide was a
murder and that Harvey Goldman, one of her best clients, was a prime suspect?
    After a brief question and answer session,
Elaine gave me an application form. Before she stepped out of her office and I
completed the application, she informed me that I had to agree to a blood test
and a background check. She assured me it was all a formality, nothing personal
and nothing to worry about, but necessary nevertheless.
    Mr. Watkins and Alex helped me with
getting more than just a new name — they
got me a new identity. Alex knew someone at the Federal Bureau of Investigation
in the statistical department, he created a background that included a credit
history, bank records, credit card statements and work history, all in the name
of Kelly Lee.
    Ten minutes later,
Madam Elaine returned
to the office and sat in her chair. I gave her my application. She gave it a
quick once-over and then, without looking at me, said, “ Janine had nothing but good things to say
about you. ”
    “ She ’ s been very helpful and supportive. ”
    Elaine smiled. She looked up into my eyes
and said, “ I
guess Thomas has positive things to say about you, as well. ”
    I lowered my head, placed my right hand on
my chin, smiled, looked back up, and stared right back into Madam Elaine ’ s eyes. “ He should. I was able to make him cum
twice in five minutes. ” I
knew I was taking a risk, but I had to do something to show I was
provocative.  
    She told me the procedure, where to go for
my blood tests, how many days it would take for the results, the background
check and the reference calls. Elaine told me she would be very discreet and
that no one would know I was working as an escort; to all appearances I would
be a waitress at a Bar and Lounge.
    It would take a few days before she would
get back to me. I was anxious to get started. The first thing I needed to do
was call Alex and Mr. Watkins. Not only didn ’ t they know I put them down as references,
but they had no clue I was in Las Vegas. I didn ’ t want them to stop me so I told them I
was going to visit my Aunt Debbie in upstate New York.
    ***
    Janine dropped me off a few blocks from my
hotel. I told her I wanted to do some shopping and that I would catch a cab to
her place when I was through. I immediately called Alex and then Mr. Watkins.
Alex was not happy at all. He warned me that it was too dangerous and that
Harvey Goldman was an evil man.
    “ You
need to be careful, ” Alex
said. He gave me a name of a P.I in Vegas and told me to mention his name. He
would be able to follow me and make sure I was safe. I promised Alex I would be
cautious and give him an update as soon as I made contact with Harvey.
    My next call was to the PI. His name was
Rick Morgan, a former Nevada State Trooper turned Private Investigator. He met
me in the hotel lobby about an hour after I called him. I paid him $2,000 in
cash to watch my back for the next two weeks and, if I still needed him, I
would pay him $1,000 a week and an additional $1,000 for weekends. He refused
to accept that much money, especially in cash, but I insisted and told him that
Alex spoke highly of him and that I needed his help. He assured me that he
would not let me down.
    Later that afternoon I went to a health
clinic and got my