3/3/09Room 1408 - Regent Hotel
Hutch looked at the man standing in the doorway. His hair was mussed. He was unshaven and dressed in such a hurry that he had buttoned his shirt crooked. He had no shoes on and… was that cheese on his toes? Hutch looked behind the guy and saw a trail of cheese marks on the floor. Yep, it was cheese.This is Cooper Mandrake?
Hell of an initial impression. He came with such good references. Hutch hoped he did his job better than what he was seeing now."Captain Hutchins, come on in."
Mandrake turned to the side to invite him in and gave him a better view of a room that looked more like a natural disaster zone instead of an upscale hotel suite."Heh, sorry about the condition of the place Captain. Maid doesn't usually get here until afternoon on Wednesday."
Hutch stepped inside and started to look around. His keen investigator's training started putting together the events of the previous evening."Just call me Hutch,"
he said. "No need for formalities. We'll all be in reasonably close quarters on the Constable."
The room was a mess. One of the first things he noticed was the sunshine streaming in through the picture window directly across the room from him. The view came complete with a slight smudge in the middle of it and two sets on handprints on either side of it. One set was higher (obviously Mandrake's) than the other set (a woman's). Both sets were palm against the glass, so it didn't take a genius to figure out the position of that little tryst. Hutch lifted an eyebrow at the sight.Gives new meaning to the phrase 'get your hands on the wall and spread 'em.'
The sofa cushions were on the floor. He bent over to pick one up, but Mandrake rushed over and threw them back on the sofa… upside down. Note to self… don't sit on the sofa."Maybe you ought to call the maid today, rather than waiting for Wednesday to come around,"
Hutch recommended. It was only Monday. He picked up a used bath towel by the corner and held it out to Mandrake. "You might want to request extra towels."
Mandrake snatched the towel out of Hutch's hand, although the man had a somewhat bewildered look on his face as he did so. Hutch gestured to the window with the small nod of his head."I hope she does windows."
His eyes fell on the sofa again."And I'm pretty sure that upholstery cleaning is not on Housekeeping's list of services."
Hutch returned his gaze to the floor and noticed a mix of men and women's clothing littered about. He cocked his head to the side. If the woman's clothes were here, then she probably still was too. He looked up through the half opened door into the bedroom. What he saw there was a real sight to see; a naked girl still lying on the bed. She was a looker and as she sat up, he recognized her face, her hair and definitely every curve of her body that he could see. And unlike Mandrake's housekeeping staff, Hutch knew exactly what her list of services entailed.Lily.
She saw him and smiled widely. He couldn't help but smile back, but it was hidden very, very well.
Hutch sat down on the massive chair in the living room, stealthily turning it so he could take a gander Lily's way when he wanted when his foot hit something metal. Hutch looked down to see handcuffs attached to the leg of the chair. Mandrake had obviously become well versed on her services as well."Did you have a good time last night, Detective?"
Hutch asked in his most official sounding, stern tone."Coop? Do you want me to stay or is this a private meeting?""Uhm. Yes?"
Mandrake's reply was non-committal as he turned to Hutch."We can talk here if you like Captain, though some matters might require a secure site. I think they have a conference room on this floor that foots the bill."
Hutch didn't want to go to a conference room. Conference rooms had that taste of a job interview. All practiced and rehearsed. He wanted to stay in Mandrake's room where the man was more comfortable. More like himself. Having Lily there too was a plus, but he knew she had to leave for the main part of their conversation."Say Captain, fix you a drink?""Whiskey be fine,"
Hutch said as he looked at Mandrake in mock disapproval before he got up and opened the bedroom door completely. He saw a room service cart with sweet delicacies, a couple of bottles of assorted alcoholic beverages and a most definitely completely naked Lily. Hutched sucked in a breath, smiled wide at her since Mandrake couldn't see his face from that angle and leered."Perhaps some other time… miss,"
Hutch said again in his official voice. "Detective Mandrake and I do have some business to handle."
She rose off the bed, her nakedness in full glory, grabbed a strawberry off the cart and took a seductive bite of it as she turned to pass by Hutch in the doorway. Her body brushed against his as she did, a deliberate action done to tease him since the doorway wasn't quite that narrow. Nonchalantly, she began to dress as she came across a piece of clothing that belonged to her.
Both Hutch and Mandrake watched her as she did and kept watching as she went over to the pile of coin on the corner of the table by the door. She sifted through it, gathering up the fee for services rendered and leaving his change there on the table."Oh right, almost forgot about that,"
Mandrake said. He turned to Hutch and jokingly continued. "Now I know why I was doing so well."
He turned back to Lily."Take it all, Lily. Call it a tip and retainer."
Lily gathered up all the coin from the table and slid it into a small purse she had brought with her."Well, Mr. Mandrake. I'm happy to know that the evening met your expectations,"
she said to him. She placed a card on top of the table. "This is my contact information. I will be expecting your call."
She opened the door and took one step outside before turning back to Hutch."See you at eight tonight, Hutch?""Most definitely,"
he answered without missing a beat. "Looking forward to it. Meet me at the regular place?"
She nodded in acknowledgement and left. Hutch turned to look at Mandrake."I'm not that uptight, the stern act earlier was just to mess with you,"
he chuckled. "You have good taste. Lily's the best rutt in the system. Whores are a dime a dozen, but Lily? She's creative, as you are well aware, and knows how to show a guy a good time. You get your money's worth.
"She should win some kind of award… Like 'Whore of the Year'."
Hutch plopped himself back down in the chair. "I think we'll get along fine."
*****Lily continues to the Docks