New York City, NY
The truck would only go a maximum speed of sixty five miles per hour, and long drives always made me restless. It took two and a half days for us to get to our destination, taking into account the rest stops and sleeping in motels along the way. Our next assignment was a woman named Jeanette Murchadha. The file consisted of smuggling in drugs through her company. Jeanette would smuggle in heroin and use her connections to move that heroin in smaller quantities and from there it would go to being sold on the streets, where it would be responsible for seventy percent of drug overdoses. Over 67,000 drug related deaths in the United States a year meant she was one of the many people responsible for deaths of people of all ages and the orphaning of children. She was out getting coffee with her friend Amelia.
Jeanette and Amelia had been friends for many years, but right now, Amelia was being as boring as ever. Talking about her children, one who was in soccer this year and one who was in ballet. Talking about how her husband might be cheating. 'Of course he's cheating,' Jeanette thought, 'I'm the one he's cheating on you with.' But she played her dutiful role as the caring friend, even offering to come over after her meeting this afternoon so they could sit and chat over chai teas in Amelia's sunroom. She imagined it, watching Amelia's husband come home to see her and Amelia sitting in the bleach white chairs, talking over tea. She imagined him squirm, giving her power over him. But alas, Amelia would reject, she wouldn't want to put Jeanette out like that, blah. Blah. Blah. So boring. She checked her watch.
"Is there somewhere you have to be?" Amelia asked, not at all rudely. She knew Jeanette had a busy schedule. Jeanette looked up at Amelia's trusting brown eyes, she felt bad for a millisecond, but then she cleared her mind and told Amelia she had a meeting to get to at the office. She put down money for the coffee, said her goodbyes and left, promising to catch up soon. She walked out into the street, trying to flag down a cab. She finally got one and told the driver the address. The cab, however, started going in a different direction than the office.