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Tuesday October 31st, 2000
Tiffany stood on the corner of MacDougal Street waiting and watching. She hoped that Stanley Morgan would soon come out of Clark's townhouse. She needed to go in and get the check for vacation pay that Clark owed her after firing her the other day. She needed the money for food over the weekend but really didn't want to be in the company of Jan's lecherous Father this afternoon. She glanced down at her watch and realized that she had been waiting for him to leave over fifteen minutes. She also realized that Amir might call the apartment within the next hour. Even though she had hung up on him the last time he called she knew she wanted to speak with him again. She did want to hear his explanation of why he hadn't told her he was married. She wanted to know why he kept his sick wife in his country a secret from the world. She was ready to hear him try and explain why she had to learn of this in the newspaper along with all of New York while he was out of the country. She quickly made her decision; she would face Stanley Morgan and get it over with. She walked past Stanley Morgan's limo towards the entrance gate looking down at the cobblestones deep in thought as she approached the gate.
"Tiffany!"
"Stanley hello," she said looking up as the older man approached walking towards his waiting limo.
"How are you?" he said grabbing her arm and kissing her on the cheek.
"I'm okay," she smiled.
"I've been in Clark's office. He told me things didn't work out," he said studying her pretty face.
"Oh. He told you?" she said feeling her face redden.
"Yeah. I'm sorry. Have you found another job?"
"No, not yet," she said clutching her coat around her body as the wind whipped through the alley.
"You're cold. Come and I'll buy you a drink and warm you up," he said nodding his head towards the waiting limo.
"Oh, thanks. I'm just here to pick up my check. I have to get home."
"Where are you living?"
"A friend is letting me use their apartment until I find something," she said thinking about Amir and fighting back tears.
"Where?"
"Over there across from the park," she said motioning towards Amir's apartment on MacDougal overlooking the park.
"Nice. Let me buy you some dinner and we can talk," he said reaching for her arm.
"I really can't, but thanks. I have to pickup my check and cash it before the weekend."
"You need some money until you find something?"
"I'm okay, thanks," she lied.
"Come on at least get into the car and warm up. Tell me what's happened", he said touching her elbow.
"I don't know", she hesitated.
"I won't take no for an answer. What do you have to lose? I know a lot of people. I can help you get another job," he said remembering the times he had cornered her when Clark was out of the office and the feel of her firm young body.
"No. I don't think so," she said.
"You're upset Tiffany. I can help you. I just want to be your friend," he said knowing she didn't trust him.
"Thanks, but…."
"I insist. I want to help you. Come on. Just sit in the car and have a brandy. It's the least I can do. I know Jan's probably made life hard for you," he said watching the expression on her face change at the mention of her enemy and his Daughter's name.
CONTINUED TOMORROW. MORE PHOTOS BELOW.
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